It repeats in my head,
The words that you said.
And sometimes I wonder if I'm worth it.
The way you let me in,
It scares me.
So believe me,
When I say
That I might not stay.
For your words may not be mine
And with some time
I fear that you'll come to resent me.
And yet, here I'll be
In my mind,
Hoping that one day,
You'll believe me.
YOU ARE READING
To: You
PoetryPoems addressed to you. You who is my friend. You who is my family. You ... who has yet to become anything and everything.