You say you loved me without restraint.
You say that you will never leave.
You say that you want me to know how much love you have for me and that it will never die.
But here I am holding this fragile heart once again in my hands.
Quivering with fear and remorse for being open.
Quivering with fear that you will find another.
Quivering is this fragile heart once again with nowhere to go.
Fine are you when happiness is abundant and thing flow smoothly toward your domain.
I am human with this fragile quivering heart and try to find a common ground.
My heart is worn from the struggle and fear is causing it to run.
Quite and consideration is needed to ease this pain of life.
When the winds blow and I am left to flap like a torn sail.
The heart of this ship wants to capsize and drown.
Security is gone and thrown down like an anchor to the ground because the captain now wants to leave.
So here I stand holding this fragile and quivering heart with nowhere to go and nowhere to hide.