I am looking at him from afar because this is the only thing left for me to do. I can't get any closer, I can't get so near. Not anymore. I left him, and I'm scared to be back. I'm scared to hurt him again.
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Waves
PoetryEvery stroke of my pen feels like coming home. #MyYouth Highest Rank: #4 in poetry [May 17, 2016]
➴ Scared
I am looking at him from afar because this is the only thing left for me to do. I can't get any closer, I can't get so near. Not anymore. I left him, and I'm scared to be back. I'm scared to hurt him again.