We used to say " I love you";
Now we just think it.
The people we became
are an odd fit.
I will admit
I am no longer pleasant
to be around.
Constant scowls and frowns
amidst the silence.
The clicks of keyboards
divide us.
Define us.
Align us.
We used be to analogous
like Bubble gum Princess
and Finn.
Just like them we've become unakin.
Padme & Anakin.
My fear of loosing you has caused me to loose you.
Like an episode of That's So Raven;
attempts at the prevention
of the future
ripped open the sutures
in my heart once again.

Hello!
I would introduce myself
But I can’t find a name that fits this shell
So let me try to explain

My name is Soldier
Founded in a time when I could take anything
But most just see me bear through what I can lately
Now I stay hidden between the folds in my heart that are never seen
Blown away with the wind of my open arms
And used constantly attached to pieces seen only by few

This name can make me seem cold
Distant
Almost nullified
But it holds my heart safely
Hidden from the days of mental beatings
Somehow waltzing through the door in waves
Giving me strength to walk into tomorrow

My name is Metathesiophobia
But most call me the fear of change
I manifest in that new schedule that won’t stay the same
People choosing to come and go
Using your heart as a new door mat
New plans
Never discussed, just plans
Or never fully knowing what will be to come

My name is Autophobia
But most call me the fear of abandonment
That little tick at the back of your mind
Reminding you ever now and then
This won’t last
This isn’t your home
They W I L L leave

This name can affect my acts
Make me seem clingy
Almost obsessive
Broken into puzzle pieces
Stolen by those passing by
They sit for only a moment
Then  f   l   e   e  to new adventures
Leaving you just a little less complete

My name is Philophobia
But most call me the fear of falling in love
With the common moniker of their worst nightmare

Don’t worry
I only strike when it’s too late to protect yourself
Leaving you on the ground
Gulping for air like a fish just fresh from the sea

I’m a shapeshifter
Taking form of that “new girl”
That guy with all the weird ideas
Someone you never thought was me
Or that one that you’ll never see again

I’ll try to be nice
But no promises

Hello.
My name is Soldier
Metathesiophobia
Autophobia
Philophobia
My name
Is whatever you want it to be

The door is always open
Just make sure if you choose to stay a while
Hang your hat
Take a load off
And shut the door behind you when you turn to leave
Because after the scars left over my sunken shoulders
I won’t bear to be able to let another take your place