Love is No Fairy Tale

It's not that easy. I don't think I can still leave my heart unguarded - out in the open - with cold air swinging back and forth against it. I don't think it can handle any more the tension. I don't think I can stretch my heart any further. I have just barely enough parts keeping me together. My heart, although already broken, still took the risk and fell hard for you. If I take another chance and let my heart take another beating, even though courage promises to guide my way, I know that once everything between us fails I'll crumble. No matter how brave a person is, we are all weaklings when it comes to love. No matter how strong I'd try to be, chivalry will fade when you're gone.

I don't know how to tell you I'm crazy about you. I have already written down my script. I have made sure I have chosen the right words. I have premeditated all the in-between pauses. But when to say it? How to begin? How can I let my heart command the front line once again? What if I fail again this time? What will become of me? How can a heart already broken break down even more?
It's really not that easy. In as much as I want to know to whom your heart beats for, I'm not ready to surrender each of my aching pieces. So should I let the moment pass us by instead? Save my heart and let you go?

Patience is not my strong suite. I don't want to wait for a couple more tomorrows. I need to know that I'm not as delusional as I often think I am. I need to know that I am not the only one struggling with indecision. I need to know that you are also wired at nights with memories of you and me. I need to know even if it means sacrificing every sense of self-preservation.

I need to know because I don't want to remain like this. And I need to know because in real life there's just: now or never, all or nothing, whole hearts and shattered ones.