I no longer feel the magic of loveI am stoned.
I don't wanna be vulnerable again.
coz everytime I fall,
no one ever really catch me.
I fall so swiftly
So I have to pay the consequence of it:
Falling helplessly and crashing with a hurtful pain.
Building dreams and fairytale fantasies of love
had swept away my sanity..
Having illusions of of a perfect love
is such a petty excuse for my insecurities
and a desperate attempt to save myself from loneliness.
Love can kill as they say...
I have been killed by it several times
and now I'm wondering how come I'm still here?
No more secrets...
No more lies to cover up embarassment...
No more pretending!
I am weak
So don't you dare break me,
I'm fragile.
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