Afraid

I was always afraid to face the truth. But when i met him, the truth had to face me.
I was afraid to love. But when i met him, i felt love.
I was afraid to stand up for myself. But when i met him, thats all i could do in order to get respect.
I was afraid to speak out what I felt. But when i met him, thats all i did....speak out.
I wasn't afraid to let him go...Until the one day i let him go...but as time went on i realized i didn't let him go, he slipped away... the one thing i knew i wanted was within my grasp, but it felt like a million miles away...and suddenly i became apart of his past, yet he was still in my present. I couldn't face the truth, but i had to face reality...and the reality is that i didn't know what i had until it slipped awya...right out from beneath me. Except this time, i didn't even realize it until months passed.