i loved you to the extent
where i would swear upon myself
if you didn't exist in my life
it would be living hell

you showed me it was mutual
but i don't believe in actions without words
'cause what are actions for
if they support nothing

i continued to love you
to the point where it would hurt
where a little pain
in the heart would spurt

one day all of you vanished
and i was left to wonder
what's to become of us now
without you leaving anything

i can't even explain
how hell it is compared to before
i don't blame you for losing me
i blame you for making me scared

scared to fall in love all over again