What if
I can’t bear the thought of you.
The wholeness of your being.
The closeness of your breath.
The touch of your slender hand.
Your beautiful hands.
You feel it too, I know.
Your eyes speak to me with a language so clear i can’t misunderstand.
I see you in a crowd and everything inside me starts to tremble with joy.
Excitement fills my veins.
My heart misses a beat.
It is too much, I can’t see you anymore.
I can’t do this.
I have to leave.
Go somewhere and leave my mind behind.
I know you, I know you even though I hardly know you.
You are part of me, part of my once meager existence which has now been elevated to glorious existence now that I know you.
I know you know me too.
I know you can see into my soul.
Into my deepest darkest me.
I don’t want you there.
I’m scared.
What if..…
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