You are myself through your eyes,
All that I love, And all that I despise.
A perfect balance, or an overflow?
There’s only one true way to know.
A risk to pass, a risk to take,
A double-bladed choice to make.
With knowledge of a possible fall
Is it still sane to risk it all?
Is pain my love, my friend or foe?
A cross of paths, a way to go.
Intensity to rival fire,
Emotions lower, but far higher.
A lack of trust proves hard to take,
And stupid habits-hard to break.
And with all this cold irony,
Choose. Intensity or stability?