I don't know I if I love you still.

All this time my once fervent passion

burned in the darkest corner of my heart;

pushed away, forgotten.

I don't know if I love you still.

Should I leave this old love behind?

I no longer need you just to breathe.

But I can feel myself slipping, falling…

…falling in love.

I don't know if I love you still.

I'm unsure of whether to plant my feet,

and resist the temptation

to let you fill my dreams.

I don't know if I love you still.

A nagging feeling crowds my confusion:

you'll break my heart.

I'll merely be crushed anew.

I don't know if I love you still.

But perhaps you would surprise me;

and I raise my eyes to the sky

searching for hope.

I don't know if I love you still.

Yet as I stand here on this precipice,

I do know that I wouldn't have the strength

to pick up the shards of one more shattered heart.