Fragments of the Heart

The Fear of Love*

Fragments of the Heart

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F R A G M E N T - 76

The Fear of Love*

It kills me that my fear is greater than my love
for I can't help but feel and do absolutely

nothing about it.
And what if I come off as too weird or desperate
if I were to confess my intense adoration to your

beautiful flaw-full face.
I would say that you like me too because, well
I mean that's what my friends tell me whenever

I tell them of the cute things you do.
Like the time you walked me to class in the cold and how you always asked how I'm doing

before starting a conversation.
Like the time you opened doors for me like a gentleman and how you always tried

convincing me to agree with your beliefs.
Like the time you would stare at me before saying hello and stand a little taller around

your friends when I pass you by.
But the thing is that you stopped doing those things because, well I'm not sure why, and it's

killing me inside.
I see you everywhere I go and I see you in everyone I meet, but the problem is that you

wouldn't actually be there.
I grew feelings too fast and when you stopped doing whatever it was that you used to do, you

left me without closure, without knowing why.
And even now I am in tears whenever I see you
happy because I love the way you smile and

I can't tell you that myself.

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//Not a poem, but it's been a while since I tried freestyle.