I'm very afraid that one day
You'd say you've had enough of me,
That you'll take your things
And move on.
I'm sorry that I think such things.
I've learned a lot about letting go,
But I'm new to holding on.
I educated myself through
Hopeless romantics
That taught me
Life isn't much without pain,
But they never taught me
What to do when pain is gone.
Please don't let me
Push you away.
You are my new teacher
And my heart is yearning to learn
How to feel without fear.
May 3, 2022
May 3, 2022 at 12:53 PM UTC
I'm very afraid that one day
You'd say you've had enough of me,
That you'll take your things
And move on.
I'm sorry that I think such things.
I've learned a lot about letting go,
But I'm new to holding on.
I educated myself through
Hopeless romantics
That taught me
Life isn't much without pain,
But they never taught me
What to do when pain is gone.
Please don't let me
Push you away.
You are my new teacher
And my heart is yearning to learn
How to feel without fear.
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