Everything happens for a reason,
That is what we say.
And I want to keep believing,
But why do I feel this way?
My destiny is already set.
God has already made my fate.
That is why I live without regret.
So why do I feel this way?
We say that if it's meant to be.
Then in time we will see.
But why wait for eventually,
When we know our destiny.
You told me that you are afraid.
"What if it is just another feeling"?
I would hate for you to feel betrayed.
In something that is just another fling.
What if I said to you,
That I was a little afraid too.
Of loosing something so beautiful.