Do they really love me,

or are they just afraid to be alone?

Do I really love them,

or am I just afraid of being alone?

Are we together because it’s easy?

Is it easy because we are more like friends?

Are we burning out?

Is this content really just boredom?

With love there is doubt.

What if they leave?

Would I feel relieved?

What if I leave?

Would they forget me?

But what if I stay,

and years from now I regret it?

But what if they stay,

and years from now they regret it?

With love there is doubt.

A love untested will not flourish.

A love untried is doomed to perish.

Where there is love there is doubt,

And that’s okay

That’s okay