(ME)

My love is a natural thing.

It wells from a deep fountain within,

the feelings that I feel,

when I write this.

The tear rolling down my cheek,

my increased heartbeat,

the butterflies in my stomach,

the lost breath as I struggle to breathe.

It's the jealousy within,

of not wanting to let go.

The pride I hide,

when I want to show the world,

this love I have for you.

Why do I hide behind these words,

behind the ink and pen,

amongst the shoulders of men,

and the voices of peers?

Is it the fear of rejection?

a scornful look perhaps?

No.... I don't think so.

I know what it is.

Its the fear of the unknown

unknown feelings I thought were gone.

It's the fear of screwing up,

of ruining something special,

that I have with someone special.

A bond, a friendship, a connection.

That's why whenever I reach for your heart,

I hesitate and pull back.

What can I do?

Some say its better to love and lose,

than never to love at all.

I disagree!

Because,

All I want,

Is to love.

Not to lose,

TO LOVE