Am I asking too much? I mean, really?

I think I am, you know. I really think so. You already got your heart broken twice before, I wouldn't blame you for not risking a third time.

So what am I left to do? Nothing, except put my life on the line and my heart at your feet.

Everything else is out of our control.

Let me just curl up in endless grey.

[Anything must be better than this.]