Some words are hard to say,
one of them is "to love,"
this is the harsh truth,
you mentioned it like a shove.

Now I wish each note
wouldn't sound as I'm broke,
that my voice wouldn't crack
when I say "love," just a joke.

Unexpectedly you call,
ask me to return,
but I don't want to open
that door where I might burn,
to be left in pieces,
a heart left to yearn.

A day with skies so blue,
but without you, it's grim,
everything feels lifeless,
until today, I thought it was dim.

Finally, I see it anew,
finding strength to let go,
to forget you is hard,
yet thoughts still overflow.

But unexpectedly you call,
ask me to come back,
but I don't want to open
that door to heart's attack,
to be left in pieces,
a soul under attack.