They say home is where your heart is, but what if my heart is so far away from where I am at?

What if the person that makes me feel whole is not by my side?

What if I'm not meant to be in your life?

Should I be sorry for allowing my heart to memorize every single letter of your name?

Am I the one to blame?

The connection between us it's just like a burning flame, a dangerous bond, ready to burst into an explosion of barred desires...

Even if you are not here with me, I never feel alone...

But should I be sorry for feeling this way?

For compromising my happiness and my own rules, disobey?

How can I think that way if you are the only one who makes most of my insecurities drift away?

Maybe I will be sorry if we ever grow apart, but no matter what happens to us,

I promise you one thing, sweetheart,

I am not sorry for giving you my heart...