For you,
“But to admit I would be afraid of losing you... would that make you feel happy?
or would it only reflect the fear itself?”
I'm afraid to lose someone important. You are important. Thus, I'm afraid to lose you.
Perchance logic still drives my brain to make me think properly.
Perchance fear still rules my heart to make me feel so guarded.
Perchance hope still dwells my soul to make me keep living.
It could be that unreasonable becomes reasonable.
It could be that illogical becomes logical.
It could be that wise becomes foolish.
It could be that sensible becomes senseless.
“...everything just makes sense even if it isn't”
When it comes to love, perchance we could become the opposite of our nature, but is it really the opposite or is it truly our nature?
I guess I'm just afraid to lose you
Why? Love, perhaps.
We easily get too attached. Emotionally involved.
We care too much. We worry too much.
We love too much.
We fall too fast. We feel too much.
The more we care the more that person means to us. The more that person means to us the more afraid we would be to lose that person. The more we are afraid to lose that person the more we turn out to be possessive.
Possessiveness is a manifestation of our desire to dominate someone. We may not be aware of it but sometimes we become a bit controlling. Thinking it's only our way of protecting and showing our concern to our loved ones. Is is that bad to be possessive?
Too much is not good, but is it?
Too much is okay if you can handle its upshots.
How much is too much, anyway?*
Love, falling in love, perchance you might get hurt. It's risky.
Perhaps, you have the capacity to rationalize in multiple languages as to why you shouldn't love me.
But then you told me:
“...it's not the fear of loving you...
It's the fear of losing someone important...
who feels the same way about losing someone important....
who feels the same way about losing someone important....
and so on....”
Perchance we love to live.
Perchance love is our salvation.
Perchance.
YOU ARE READING
For You
PoetryThis is a compilation of thoughts put to words. Words that could only describe my emotions. Emotions that were felt. This is for the person who created some ripples in my life. To my crush, my best friend. To the guy I fell in love with and I'm in l...
