admitting what you mean to me
would be like breaking
my heart all over again

admitting what I could have with you
would be like rebuilding
a wall only to have it crumble again

admitting what I feel for you
would only cause me
to be in a world of hurt again

and as many agains as there are  
there's only one I dread the most
and that's you leaving
again

j.h.