condescendingly

i believe in love


i never did stop


and i don't think i ever did


even for that time when i think i did,


i never did


i continued loving..


and i still do today


every now and then,there's a box i keep you in


i know you'll be safe there,i know you'll never go away.eventho you'll never be mine..i keep you in there because i can't do anything


but lately,this box has open up again,and this time around,i don't know what to do


or maybe i don't have the heart to throw you back in..


because right now,i want to make you happy cause it hurts to see you in pain


but i can't tell you...


mayb i'll just build a bigger box or find another way to bottle this up for another god knows how long


til then,i can only live with this agony of being there for you but not letting you know how much you matter


i'm sorry