Stuck in the Moment

Now you don’t wanna let go
And I don’t wanna let you know
That there might be something real between us two
Who knew
Now we don’t wanna fall but
We’re tripping in our hearts
And it’s reckless and clumsy
Cause I know you can’t love me here

I wish we had another time
I wish we had another place
But everything we have is stuck in the moment
And there’s nothing my heart can do (can do)
But fight with time and space cause
I’m still stuck in the moment with you

This Bieber song feels strange to me. Maybe it’s my psychoanalyzing kicking in too much again or my heart is telling me some interesting things. Sometimes I wonder, what if. What if this happened? Or what if I did this instead of that? I tend to daydream about what could be. However, one thing’s for sure, these silly dreams of mine are usually meant for me. I’ve never told anyone these things because frankly, it’s embarrassing to admit feelings to your friends, ones that even you’re even unsure about or feelings that shouldn’t be there? They’ll probably take it further than it needs to be or crush these dreams with their ‘hard loving’ words. That’s why I’d rather keep them safe. I’m pretty much torn between keeping it in my own little world and letting it loose for the rest of the world to know. I have this fear though, a fear that if I were to admit these thoughts, I’d ruin something that seems to be in a perfectly good place for now. Well, perfect-ish.