Indecisive

You were a thousand miles away from me;
then now your as close as I want you to be.
But then why is it that I stop?
Thinking to myself that this will never be.

So confused and so afraid
Don't want you to get hurt.
Yet every decision I make,
makes you end up this way.

What shall I do?
What shall I say?
To make it disappear,
Or just simple as it can be.

So just let me go...
And say good bye...
Let this be farewell,
to our hearts that wail...