I fear the bridge of my heart would collapse and live me lifeless,
I fear I might be dead at heart and not feel your touch,
I wish your touch would last for a lifetime,

Again, I fear your smell diminishes when you leave,
I fear I may not want to hold you close because I am dead at heart.

Is this how my life would end?
A lone bridge with rough edges, where paths cross with stagnant water.
I fear for the darkness in my heart.