I rushed to see and meet you,
to find out if I still do. 
I watch and stare at you
and think,
how my thoughts easily make 
my heart sink.
Your smiles are still
the warmest that they are,
but my minds seems
to think of somewhere far.
Out of here,
from confusion and emptiness 
out of here, 
from your dangerously taunting kiss. 
The welcome I yearned the most— 
you still are home
but sometimes I wish 
I never belonged to anyone 
but my own.
And those were the hands that I gravely missed,
but alarmingly in your touches,
I found no bliss. 
My head is messing with me
and I couldn’t know how,
to unravel and free—
for I have you now.
Coz' all this time 
the enchantment has always been about you,
but I have you now with me 
and I don’t know if I still do (love you).