Do you love?
Do you do such a thing as love?

Would you say,
If you don't find another way
to view it?

I'm afraid
That I'll brush something off again.

Will you stay
If I mess something up again?
(Please, don't you…)

Maybe so,
But, if so, I'll always choose it,
Don't you know, I'll always lose to my desires?

I'm still free,
You won't bend me under pressure,
As you've seen, I greatly treasure
this trust.

If someday
All the world is weighed against you,
Or a half, a third, a quarter —
I'll trade it,

But for now I'll stay;
I believe it rarely happens that way.

Do you know?
Do you know what I'm truly like?

Are you sure?
Don't you know what it's done before
to others?

If you go,
You can follow your conscience more.

You can grow,
Not rely on my holding back
to let you…

That's so strange!
What do you expect to change it,
If I say I also care that you're all right?

If you tried,
Did some harm and wished it hidden,
You can count on me to get in your way.

You might say
That your every word is poison
I won't really get a choice
in believing.

I don't think that's true:
We would never disagree, and we do!

Do you love?
Do you do such a thing as love?

Yes, I love;
Yes, I'm judging it safe enough.

If I must,
I'm prepared to give up on you.

(Do you trust?

…Maybe less, but I ever do.)

I'll be fine!
I can care in a measured way.

If you care,
Won't it mean that you want to stay?

If I won't,
I'll still love you the same amount.

Won't it hurt?

You can't hurt me enough to count.

Are you sure?

Well, as much as one ever is.

You should know;
You've checked more than enough for this.

So you love!

I've decided, and so I do.

If it's true,

I suppose that it would be you,
to know it…