Am I afraid to love? To allow someone in?
To enter my heart and risk being in pain once again?
Is that why I reject those I fear love me the most?
Am I too afraid to believe it is not just another hoax?
I feel my heart beating, aching to let him in.
Yet, I stay frozen.
Conflicted with my emotions yet again.
What is this warmth that feels so foreign to my soul?
Why do my hands shake as his gently lets go?
What are these rippling waves which now blur my line of sight?
Why do I feel in so much pain when I lay alone at night?
Will he say goodbye if I’m afraid to take a chance?
Can he truly blame me for not wanting to give in to another romance?
All I had to offer, did I not already give?
What could I possibly have left?
Could anymore ever be his?
I’ve been used and abused;
Yet, I don’t think of my life as a sad tale.
This being said, I don’t feel I have much to offer as well.
Why do his eyes glisten when he stares at me?
Why does he even bother talking to me?
What does he see? What does he feel?
Surely, he knows that his feelings for me will one day also fail.
I’m just a fleeting beauty.
Both in looks and attributes.
One day, he too will find me boring
Or another women who will be of more use.
Yet, it’s been years and his actions haven’t changed.
His pledge of love remains sacred not altered, despite my rebuff.
Could it be that he truly is a man in love?
Why didn’t I see it sooner?
Am I truly so blind?
Was I wrong for rejecting him all of this time?
Why do I still feel scared of giving in or letting go?
What does he see in me?
Will I ever know?
Is love something which captures one without a fight?
Is love whimsical and careless, lacking stage fright?
Does love come softly and touch in a gentle way?
Can love truly wash away all this pain?
Sometimes I wonder, will I ever love again?
I’m just not sure…Perhaps I’m just not ready to say I can.
So, until I’m ready, I fear alone I will stand.