Im separating love from friend
Real from pretend
A heart you could crush
Or one that you could mend
A letter dotted ps; in which my love I must send
This is a moment I use
To see why I'm confused
In which both hearts lose
Due to...the time of pick and choose.
Yeah
I just needed a moment
But I know how I feel…
Sooo
Are things getting to real?
Are you scared?
Afraid of me?
In what we could be?
Please, why can't you just love me...
Why can't you...