Scared

I’m scared

That my mind is playing tricks on me
That my interpretation of your words are off
Or I’m letting myself believe things I shouldn’t
That I’m doing too much, saying too much
Yet doing and saying so little at the same time

I’m scared

That my thoughts will always be dreams
Ones that I replay over just to feel something
Just to have one more glimpse of your face
To hold on to that beautiful feeling

I’m scared

Of how my heart betrays me, how much I feel
How much I want to say but know I can’t
Of what I would do for you

I’m scared

That my mind won’t keep my heart at bay
That I’ll slip up, complicate things
Ruin what I’m sure is my last chance
To even hold you as a friend

I’m scared

That writing my emotions down is too much
That I’m showing that I’m weak, vulnerable
That my mind is already in too deep
That my weakness places a guilt on you
One that you do not deserve an ounce of

I’m scared

That even if you took a chance, for any reason
That you’d end up disappointed in the end

I’m scared