Poetry

Worry

I worry too much,
That my love is not enough
To keep you wanting me.
All of me.

I always wonder why you keep coming to me,
Saving me and talking to me.
The truth is 'we' is what I want to be,
But I can't.

My mind keeps fogging over
Hauling the bad memories to the front of my brain,
Showing the negative sides of you,
But the truth is there isn't one.

I just worry...
Worry about you.