I want to be able to be vulnerable,
Let myself be able to fall,
In love with you.
But my heart’s scarred,
It healed broken as it was.
The thing is I still see his smile,
And miss his laughter,
I miss the way he made me feel,
Special like one of a kind.
He may have broken my heart,
Made me lose my trust,
But in the end he understood me,
My weaknesses and my strengths,
He knew my courage,
And what broke me.
I was vulnerable,
I showed it all.
I was me, truly me.
I don’t know if I can wear my heart on my sleeve again,
I don’t know if I can open my heart,
And let somebody in.
I don’t know if I am strong enough to love again,
Or weak enough to fall,
To fall in love again.
