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My tears spill so I had to write this down, put it out there for all strangers and the world to see because I can't say it with my voice. I'd let everyone read it. One of the things I fear so much.
I'm afraid of it. The way I feel things.
Too raw, too real. The way I cling to the way each thing feels. It makes me vulnerable and always susceptible to the striking pain afterwards every single thing that made me smile again.
I'm afraid of it. The way you make me feel things.
Not for the first time but for the second time around. And yes, there are the first times with you as well. You make me softer than a f-cking cotton ball. I know I'll never walk on cloud nine but having you make me feel things make me wish I'd fall thousands from the heavens above back to the cold, hard ground instead.
I'm afraid of it. The way I feel things because of you.
I'm afraid of it. The way I feel things for you.
I'm afraid to say all these too.
🖊 When will this fear go away?
YOU ARE READING
Through the Tears
PoetryR A N D O M W R I T I N G S || best to be read while it's raining or you're having a pretty bad day just so you'd feel worse orrr when you're having a pretty good day and you want to keep it that way.
