Confused

You know that feeling?

When everything seems perfect, but there's just one little thing that makes you think.

Think about everything.

Your whole life.

Cause it could change your whole life.

This feeling, it's the happiest but saddest, the greatest but shittiest.

Bringing you up and tearing you down.

Making you smile and making you cry.

It's so clear but so weird and confusing.

All together.

At the same time.

I have this feeling.

I never felt so strange, so alone.

I don't think that anyone who I would tell would understand it.

It's so hard to describe because it's completely oppositely.

Everything good and bad in one.

I just don't know, it's hard.

Should I open myself up?

Or should I stay closed?

Should I tell?

Or should I keep?

Maybe

Love.

It's a big word.

If you just let it go and let it do what it has to do, you will get more of it.

Maybe.

Or it can let you fall apart.

It could destroy you.

It could kill you.

But another person could help you.

Maybe.

The person could help you to live.

And to forgive.

And to trust.

Maybe.

If you let him.

If you would let him.

But it could be that you won't.

Maybe.

And then the person would still try to help you.

He can make you strong.

And then you could fight against death.

And you could win.

Maybe.

But do you really want that?

Do you want the love to destroy you?

Or do you want to live and love?

Love a person you can trust and forgive and you can live with?

Your whole life?

And now I guess, your answer will be:

Maybe.

Between The Years