I shouldn’t say it
I’m too young, too vulnerable
Easily deceived, too ready to believe

I’m not ready to say it
I don’t know what I want or need
I don’t even know who I am yet

He may be perfect, sweet, funny, and cute
Charming, hypnotizing, addicting
He still might not be the one

I know I shouldn’t say it
But it feels so right I’m ready for this 
I can do this and if it doesn’t work I’ll be fine

I know I’m lying if he leaves I’ll be crying
Slowly dying, sighing, and denying
I shouldn’t say I love you

Too late you have my heart
Please keep my fragile heart whole
But if it comes to an end I knew what I was doing