She found me.
I fell for her.
But she, she did not.

Says she Loves Me
but Not In Love with Me.
But she wants me to stay.

Because she is scared.
Scared to fall stupidly in love again.
Scared to get Lost in me.

And I sit at my kitchen counter
With my 7th glass of wine in my hand
And I wonder, WHY?
Why I am denied to be in that place.
That sacred place of fountain of Love with her.

Wondering if its all fair.
To choose the one to Love who wants to Love but with a Piece of her.
But for me to give My All