I was afraid of darkness once
of silly things, and deadly dance.
I was afraid of nightly tales
where lovers died and heroes failed.
I was afraid of phantom woes
and wails at night of dreadful ghosts,
I was afraid of witches’ spells
and demons in the burning hell.
Yet all these fears were proven small
compared to one I’d learned in fall
for the greatest fear that was soon to call
was having you and not at all.
Mar 6, 2020
Mar 6, 2020 at 10:20 AM UTC
I was afraid of darkness once
of silly things, and deadly dance.
I was afraid of nightly tales
where lovers died and heroes failed.
I was afraid of phantom woes
and wails at night of dreadful ghosts,
I was afraid of witches’ spells
and demons in the burning hell.
Yet all these fears were proven small
compared to one I’d learned in fall
for the greatest fear that was soon to call
was having you and not at all.
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