You.
You who owns a huge part of my heart.
You who I love.
You who I want as close to me as possible.
You who I want with me as often as possible.
You who makes me smile, by just the mentioning of your name.
You who I miss.
Miss terribly much.
You and only you.

But I'm afraid.
That if I start sharing my utter feelings,
you would take your distance from me.
So I might miss you,
but sharing how I fell is not an option.
Not when my fear is telling me you would run.
Run if I told you I miss you.
Miss you so much it hurts.
Cause it hurts to be apart from you.
And that also scares me.
So...I'm afraid.