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I built a quiet kingdom out of solitude and time,

A citadel of silence where no fragile hearts could climb.

No promises to fracture, no devotion left to test,

Just the slow and solemn rhythm of a solitary chest.

I made peace with the stillness, with the echo of my name,

With the elegant indifference of a world that feels the same.

No storms of expectation, no confessions left to prove,

Just the dignified surrender of a man who chose to lose.

Pre-Chorus

But somewhere in the margins of the life I thought was whole,

A whisper of a question started stirring in my soul.

Chorus

Am I in love or kidding myself again?

Is this transcendence or a beautifully disguised pretend?

Is this the gravity that pulls a lonely heart to fall,

Or just the subtle loneliness that echoes through it all?

Am I awakening or losing my defense?

Is this devotion or emotional pretense?

Tell me truth, don’t let illusion play its part—

Am I in love… or negotiating with my heart?

Verse 2

I’ve studied the anatomy of distance and restraint,

Where affection turns to poetry and longing turns to saint.

Where freedom feels like oxygen, untouchable and wide,

Yet something deep within me feels suspicious of the pride.

For independence wears a crown of philosophical grace,

But sometimes in the silence there’s a shadow on its face.

And every guarded fortress that a careful man constructs

Still trembles at the notion of a love he can’t deduct.

Pre-Chorus

So I question every heartbeat like a scholar of the past,

Is this moment something sacred… or a memory that won’t last?

Chorus

Am I in love or kidding myself again?

Is this transcendence or a beautifully disguised pretend?

Is this the gravity that pulls a lonely heart to fall,

Or just the subtle loneliness that echoes through it all?

Am I awakening or losing my defense?

Is this devotion or emotional pretense?

Tell me truth, don’t let illusion play its part—

Am I in love… or negotiating with my heart?

Bridge

Because solitude is honest, but it whispers cold advice,

It promises you safety but it never pays the price.

And love arrives uninvited like a philosopher at dawn,

Asking questions of existence we thought we had outgrown.

Do we surrender to the chaos, to the beauty and the scar?

Or remain the quiet strangers that we carefully became so far?

Final Chorus

Am I in love or kidding myself tonight?

Is this the dawn of something real or just romantic light?

Is this the fragile miracle that poets try to name,

Or the ancient human weakness dressed in passion’s flame?

Am I courageous or naïvely intense?

Is this affection or emotional suspense?

If truth is hiding somewhere in the dark…

Then let it speak before I offer up my heart.

Outro

Until then I stand here between freedom and desire…

A man who mastered solitude

Now negotiating with fire.