I'm not usually afraid of things.
Not afraid of getting hurt
or having to start all over.
The thing I fear most
is if I'm not able to feel it ever again.
What if he was my true love
and I pushed him away?
What if I compare everything I have
to how I felt with him?
Because nothing could ever come close.
Nobody could ever make me love them more.
But someone did come close enough
to making me look like a fool
and although he kept me only just within reach,
it made me feel better knowing that
for a little while
I could feel something.