for my feeling called love..

you have been doing it since then. its not at all new. for a thing as pure as love, you turned your heart, and now you cant undo. it doesnt matter to me, if you hurt me. it wont matter to our dreams which were always unreal. in the end it would just matter to you. you are flying to an unreal peak. when you break down, you'll fall down, all through the height, alone. the world which is building your base, actually doesnt even exist. you'll realize it, but it would be too late. i wish i could still protect you, harness you in my love. oh i wish so much..you were there..