Poems. My storys into words.

Philophobia

People have always asked me why I'm afraid of love.
I'm afraid of love because love hurts you more than anything.
It's something so powerful when you feel it it's the most magical thing.
When you lose it it's a stab in the chest, a pit of loneliness you feel, it's tears everywhere, it's not wanting to leave your room in fear of seeing the happiness you once had, the fear that you might actually try messaging them and say you miss them.
When the person you love doesn't feel the same, it's a shatter and a break, embarrassment wondering how you could ever think they love you.
That's why I fear love.
I can't deal with the falling so hard for them that I smash on the ground and shatter into a million pieces.
With as many times I have been broken before, I don't need anymore shattered pieces I have to stitch back together eventually.
Usually I can never fix the empty parts where the people I loved stole a little piece.
Once you fall in love and get broken, you're never really whole again.
So that's why I have a fear of love.
So that's why I don't fall in love.
I have to learn not you get attached to people because everyone leaves eventually.
Even if they promise they won't, everyone lies.