I've fallen many times,
And my heart is shattered.
But with its shingles,
I'd rather dangle on your love.
I've been broken many times,
My heart is covered with scars.
I'm loving you with the last strand.
I hope it would be a beautiful gamble.
If I decided to love you for life,
Would your love stand
the test of time,
Or reach half way and disappear?
If I had to travel alone,
Would your love withstand
the weariness of far distance,
Or reluctantly stretch and break off?
If I decided to invest my all,
Would your love be patient enough
To birth my future profits,
Or impatiently be my biggest loss?