“THE FEAR THAT IS REAL”

I don’t remember

the last time I cried in someone’s arms.

Perhaps I’m just trying to forget

in order to remain strong.

There are times you must be on your own.

 

Perhaps you’ll be wondering about me,

whether I’m as icy cold as can be.

I’m not easy

not even that open when it comes to love.

There’s this fear that is real

like being abandoned

once the feelings begin.

 

May you be real

not just another empty promise and the same

or even worse than them…

 

R.

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