I gave you my everything and I still do.
Now I lay on my bed and I wonder if that horrible feeling inside is emptiness because I gave away everything I had.
I lived my life believing that I wasn't worthy of love and you changed that.
Now I see my life with you so the fear creeps in...
Are you ever afraid?
Will losing me leave a hole that can't be filled?
Am I replaceable?
Could anyone else hold, kiss, excite, humour, inspire you?
Make little edible balls of love for you?
My heart is sinking, holding back the tears and all I can do is imagine...
Are you ever afraid like I am?