I love you, but I'm afraid of loving you , I feel like I'm doomed to a history bound to repeat itself , a path of pain I never chose to walk on. You say words but how do I believe you how do I believe what you don't show , how do I know loving you won't be the same as putting a bullet through me. I don't know why but I can't stop loving you , I can't get through my doubt and pain grows like an infection. But sadly all I see is loving you might be the end of me