I have a fear of commitment;
A fear I can't lose,
For holding onto stardust
Is something I can't do.

I have a fear of attachment;
A fear strong and true,
For clinging onto ashes
Is something I would do.

I have a fear of contentment;
One that sticks like glue,
For getting far too happy
Would **** me through and through.

I had a fear of commitment;
That is, until
I met you.

"Keep smiling and dreaming" you wrote,
The ink on the page glistening like a
star in the sky as you slowly became
my universe.

That was so long ago,
back when you were the
cause of my sweetest smiles,
and yet,
I find my lips curving upwards still
when I trace your words with my fingertip,
The warmth between us rushing back with the
high of nostalgia, but the
low of longing slyly creeps in slowly after.

"Keep smiling and dreaming" you whispered,
But my smiles become a sigh
And my dreams seem like a lie.

I have a mighty feeling in the pit of my stomach
That tells me that I don’t have to have a somebody
It’s telling me that I’m capable of more than I think I am.
It’s telling me I’ve done more than I thought I could.
It’s telling me that I can do what I want, when I want.
If it makes me happy.
It’s growing, the feeling.
And it’s about to burst.

I love you dearly...
           I love you nearly every second.
Of every day........        but I can’t stay.
You’re making me bottle up my love and put it away.