How can I know?
How can I let go?
How can I toss you away?
I love you: there's no denying it.
Yet, I can't seem to ask you:
Do you love me too?

I turn *crazy to the thought of you;
Even if we're so close,
I still feel like you're a world away:
I hate to feel like this;
Nobody else can torture me this way,*
Yet I choose to stay.

I've held you for too long,
It could be an eternity;
And you might be holding me
At the edge of your fingertips;
Playing me like a fool,
Yet knowing this I gladly accepted.

I know you are not aware of it,
I merely am a monologue;
But your influence over me,
Aghast, I needed to state my pleas;
I can't tell you to bore yourself reading this;
It's your choice.

I can't tell how much you are to me
With these words;
It's just the tip of the iceberg;
That is why I grow weak,
To the sight of you;
To the cries of my aching heart.