I think the scariest part about loving someone
Is not knowing if they will stay, or be lost
And knowing either must happen
Not knowing the cost

Knowing that they will move on, happily, without you
Knowing they will love another, more than you
Knowing they will be scared of losing or keeping someone
That someone being other than you

I thought love was what I feared
What sent chills down my spine
But really its knowledge
The sweet ******* that is unfortunately, untimely and
Mine