Sometimes I Wonder

Sometimes I wonder
About what I did wrong
Was it something I did?
Was it something I said?

Sometimes I wonder
About some things unsaid
Was it all in my head?
Was it lies I was fed?

Sometimes I wonder
About what you said
Will it get better?
Or is my soul already dead?

All this I wonder,
But mostly, all I wonder is:
Was it even love?
Was there passion in that kiss?

I may not move on
But I will never fall so hard