Dearest admirer
You come at me with such sweet words
But I'm scared they might turn to swords
Call me paranoid but I have my reasons
I feel this void and emptiness inside of me and I'm not sure if you're the one but the love you profess is too much for me to carry.
Let's say I believe you love me, have you met my demons? Can you handle them
Will you stay if I open up to you?
My mind is a really dark place and you might get lost
So I ask you dearest admirer
Can you die for me
