To whom it may concern:

Night after night, I hear myself say
Why can’t this feeling just fade away?
There’s no one like you
You speak to my heart
It’s such a shame – we’re worlds apart

I’m too shy to ask
I’m too proud to lose
But sooner or later, I’ve gotta choose
And once again, I’m thinking about
Taking the easy way out

But if I let you go
I will never know
What my life will be
Holding you close to me
Will I ever see
You smiling back at me?
How will I know
If I let you go?

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Not my composition – it’s Westlife’s.

So. What will my life be holding you close to me?

I guess I’ll never know.

Drama mode. Eeek. (But cut me some slack. I only do this once in a blue moon.)