We hide away not in shame,
But in fear of what might happen,
What might happen if they see,
What might happen if they know what we feel,
What might be if we were free instead of us living like we are trapped in the 1915s.

Instead of me closing windows and locking doors,
Instead of me being afraid to say I am yours,
Please I beg of you to never let go,
In your eyes, I might lose control,
Because it is the lens to your soul,
Hold me close in the shadows,
I will offer those three words as if I wouldn't be disowned if they heard.

Love me like you miss me
Kiss me with hopes of rewriting history
While we hideaway like the 1915s.

I don’t think I’ve ever been in love with my past partners.
I think I’ve lied every time I said those words.
I think I was scared to admit it to myself,
But I think I love you.
I will never regret anything as much as I regret saying yes,
Then chickening out.
How different our lives would be had we kissed, had we touched.
I don’t think I’ve ever said “I love you”, and meant it.
Except to you.
I think you're my soulmate.
I think you’re meant to be mine.
I think I’m meant to be yours.
I think you're miserable with him.
I think you’d be happy with me.
I don’t think I’d ever be happy with anyone else.
But I am not a smart woman,
So what I think may just be my mind.
And I can never tell you what to do,
But I hope you see in my eyes my love for you.
I’m scared that if I ever told you,
Everything would change.
I’m scared I’d lose you again, and I’d die without you.
I don’t think I’ve ever understood someone more.
I don’t think anyone has ever understood me more.
If i decided to tell you, what would I say?
How am I supposed to apologize?
I think I’ll have to keep my mouth shut forever.
As long as you’re in my life, I can keep living.