I'm breathing slowly
between waking and dreaming
but if it's not a dream right now
What is its meaning?
His hand brushed softly through my hair,
a gentle touch,
I feared the silence would break if he knew
That what I felt, was this much
How easy it could be to cross that line,
To let this friendship change its name,
Yet something holds me back, a whisper, a sign,
That tells me love always ends the same
A fragile line between what is and could be,
A friendship steady, yet so close to more,
But what if love fades and leaves us broken,
What if I lose what I most adore?
His heart is pure like gold
and his hair smells like summer rain
His soul is why I can't take the chance
Can't risk to cause him any pain.
Not for mine, but for his sake,
Afraid that if I fail, he'd break
So here I stay, between waking and dreaming,
Silencing my heart's loud screaming,
And though it whispers, âwhat if,â I must say,
For both of our sakes, Iâll keep those thoughts away