I'm afraid
I'm so afraid
That I might lose
The closest I ever had
To a friend
Because of my insecurities
My rambling thoughts
And
My constant paranoia
The fear that one day
That person will walk away
Like everyone that has come and gone
And I'll be lonesome again
Like I always am
I'm not expecting
That you will always be by my side
All I ask
Is that you'll stay in my life
Please stay
03.18.19
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In the Wee Small Hours
PoetryLittle thoughts in prose, song and poetry. (Previously titled 'Raconteur') Copyright © 2018 by @janeoswyn. All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photoc...
