I struggle with being alone,
Mostly because I know I have so much to give.
I love fiercely, passionately, much more and for much longer than I should. I give myself in all my entiry; if you are mine, I am yours.
And when I'm alone,
Everything feels bottled up - unnatural.
My mind starts to go places it shouldn't
And it's makes me afraid.
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Dear Diary it's 4:48AM.
PoetryI should have been tucked into bed almost six hours ago. I should only be waking in as little as two hours from now. Where does time go? Why do i do this to myself? Dear Diary, it's 4:48AM and yet once again i am awake over thinking every last thing...
