Afraid you won't come back
Afraid my heart might crack
into three to five thousand pieces

Afraid that this fixation
is just this child's imagination
Afraid that you're not real...

What is real...
Real is what makes you feel
ALIVE
And nothing else

Like being torn
Limb from limb
Like wanting
Love in return

Afraid
Afraid of every shade
of those eyes

Afraid that this fixation
is just this child's imagination
Afraid that you never were...