I’ve always been afraid to tell you I love you.
Or is it that I’m afraid to actually love you?
But I can’t help these feelings of what I believe is love.
I’m afraid of what love does to me when I lose myself.
I’m afraid that loving you opens a vulnerability in me.
I’m afraid that you don’t love me back.
Perhaps you’re afraid too.
Because loving me means losing a part of yourself as well.
So you keep me at a distance, separate from your other life.
Shutting me out so that love doesn’t hurt you back.
How do two wholes come together?
I don’t want to be afraid anymore.
