Masquerade
I guess this is all we ever could be.
The magnitude of emotions I can see in your orbs frightens me, knowing that I mirror them in my very own eyes.
It's ironic how human emotions - love, in particular, works.
They say the heart only beats for one, but why are you confused?
The even pressing question is, why am I confused?
You have her, I have him.
Everything seems to be in place.
Yet the turmoil in my heart tells me otherwise.
I guess it is one of humans' greatest frailties that hinder us.
Humans, after all, would always seek assurance, safety, certainty.
Yet no matter how much I know that we could make this work out, doubts still haunt me - what ifs.
Reading between the lines, I love yous not told, longing hanging in the air - this is our vicious cycle.
You don't know how much a simple smile from you affects me.
Yet I couldn’t help but prevent myself from letting my feelings show.
The reality’s nagging at my insides - wanting to be let out - to be answered once and for all.
Sometimes, I can't help but wonder if you're lying.
Has love blinded me so much for me not to see so?
Then I look into your eyes and see a longing - so painful it clenches my heart and I can't help but think that you feel the same way too.
But, if you really love me, why can't you let go of her?
Perhaps the relationship we have is not enough?
Perhaps... I am not enough?
I know in my heart that I'm willing to risk it.
Life, after all, is about taking risks, right?
But then I see you smile at her with that special smile of yours - so genuine, so pure, so true, so filled with love.
And I think to myself, why do I have to suffer this much when you seem so unfazed by our situation?
Then I smile bitterly as I realize that the answer lies within my heart.
I would never hesitate giving up everything for you.
But I'm not sure if you're willing to do as much.
I guess we just have to leave it at that and let fate take its course.
Maybe... just maybe, we're not meant to be.
Or maybe we are - in a different situation, under different circumstances, in another world where we don't need what ifs.
Someday, somewhere, our love would finally be right.
At the right time, at the right place, at the right moment.
So, see you in the next life?
The magnitude of emotions I can see in your orbs frightens me, knowing that I mirror them in my very own eyes.
It's ironic how human emotions - love, in particular, works.
They say the heart only beats for one, but why are you confused?
The even pressing question is, why am I confused?
You have her, I have him.
Everything seems to be in place.
Yet the turmoil in my heart tells me otherwise.
I guess it is one of humans' greatest frailties that hinder us.
Humans, after all, would always seek assurance, safety, certainty.
Yet no matter how much I know that we could make this work out, doubts still haunt me - what ifs.
Reading between the lines, I love yous not told, longing hanging in the air - this is our vicious cycle.
You don't know how much a simple smile from you affects me.
Yet I couldn’t help but prevent myself from letting my feelings show.
The reality’s nagging at my insides - wanting to be let out - to be answered once and for all.
Sometimes, I can't help but wonder if you're lying.
Has love blinded me so much for me not to see so?
Then I look into your eyes and see a longing - so painful it clenches my heart and I can't help but think that you feel the same way too.
But, if you really love me, why can't you let go of her?
Perhaps the relationship we have is not enough?
Perhaps... I am not enough?
I know in my heart that I'm willing to risk it.
Life, after all, is about taking risks, right?
But then I see you smile at her with that special smile of yours - so genuine, so pure, so true, so filled with love.
And I think to myself, why do I have to suffer this much when you seem so unfazed by our situation?
Then I smile bitterly as I realize that the answer lies within my heart.
I would never hesitate giving up everything for you.
But I'm not sure if you're willing to do as much.
I guess we just have to leave it at that and let fate take its course.
Maybe... just maybe, we're not meant to be.
Or maybe we are - in a different situation, under different circumstances, in another world where we don't need what ifs.
Someday, somewhere, our love would finally be right.
At the right time, at the right place, at the right moment.
So, see you in the next life?