I'm a mess in a dress.

If I told you I love you,
It'll never be the same again.
Let's just say,

A broken glass could never be whole even if it was mended.
The crack stays, ironically visible.

If I told you I love you,
I can never feel the same again.
Like how I did the day before today.

If I told you I love you,
The happy moments which passed us by,
Each painted carefully with our laughter and kisses,
All smeared carelessly with the tears I cried tonight.

If I told you I love you,
Could it exchange for a piece of your heart,
The piece where you'd care so much
That it pains you if it pains me.

If I told you I love you,
I love you so indeed, too much actually.
I can never believe you let it happen.
When one hug could have touched my heart.

If I told you I love you,
You'll never know how much I want to.
But this love is suffocating you,
And I'm losing faith... losing grip,
How could I ever tell you?

That I love you.

Oh, how pathetic I am tonight.