sCared to yOur lOve..

Was it Love.
Or was it hate.
I seem to have fallen under his spell.
His love so soft.
His hate so strong.
I'm now under pressure, by choosing the wrong.
We're so close
But yet so far.
Now falling longer.
Into his love.
Scared to open my eyes.
Afraid he will leave me all alone.
With my arms wide open.