Is this still being loved?

Breathe in, breathe out.
We’ll never know what lies ahead.
I am thinking of something that makes me wonder inside my head.

Don’t know what to do, don’t know what to say.
I’m thinking of actions that can’t make her dismay.

Is this still being loved that I feel?
Or is it, fear to be a villain by their name.

What should I do? What should I say?
I’m tired of pretending that I’m okay.

It's like I was in jail. It's like a prisoner by someone

I feel lonely and scared. When she had got all things that can make her feel strong. While me, I’ve got nothing except myself.

Is this still being love that I feel?
Or is it, fear that I might lose my reputation.

Is this still being love that I feel?
Or is it I’m afraid in a state of seclusion.

Tears are walking in the city street
Memories are fighting in this circumstance
Two lovers found their fate to meet
Both of them made their eyes glance

The warmth of the rain they have versed
The coldness of the sun they felt
They have thought their love was cursed,
But their hearts made a rock melt.

The sunset falls into the sky,
People in the bay were passing by.
An atmosphere full of pain,
Turns into blissful memories that they can gain.

How painful love could be,
Sacrificing all of your happiness to make someone smile
But at the end of time, you will plea
That love is afar, farther than a hundred miles.