Will the magic, the tenderness, the caring still be there when next we meet again?
Has too much damage been done to this heart of mine to let me love freely-- as in the past?
I think this time I will venture slowly into this relationship called Love. I will remain alert and wary for any signs of wear-- and if in fact I find that my heart cannot be repaired then I will transplant myself into a state of unviewed emotions and vow to never again fall for this journey we call Love.
I wish we could speak to each other. Lord knows that ain't happening.