i thought i could find him in you
i thought i could remember how it felt
to feel
but every time he stroked my hair
or held my stare for a second too long
i looked down as if to hide
to shrink deeper into myself
because i cant bare it
even just the thought
of giving a piece of myself away
again
how can i allow one more piece of me
to be taken away
what would be left?
...
fear overcomes me
horrifying really
and i know loneliness well
a deep friend you could say
but a life of loneliness, betrayal, and even
death does not frighten me
no, not at all
it is the life without you that does
~SV