Afraid

Am I afraid of losing you? Have you thought about it when? And my reasons for when I do Is when with you... I never want to see the end Falling in love are never like stories It's only having a memory that feels like one And its life that give reasons for buries Will there be death for love to run? Perhaps being afraid is a good sign... Yet... it needs to be rightfully earn for its mark Or are you more afraid then to simply find? That someone without yourself found tearing apart? If falling in love are like stories gathered Isn't there too much endings and to select a favorite? Which love story have you by far selected? To know which ending you want as a final word? Are you afraid of losing me? Have you thought about our the end? Is there enough life for us to be? For love beyond death to never be when...