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I'M Scared
I’m scared that I’ve fallen recklessly in love with you. I’m scared that I’m loving you with everything I have – With My laughter , My pride, My smiles, My tears, With the side of me that even myself did not know. Whose fears to love are bold but in just this way; Who falls in love with so much dreadful tidings to say? I’m scared that my being fond of you is meaningless, For your love for me is not proportionate to that of mine – Hence this love, what a waste of time? For I find no fruit in this, I find no care. Your love is mean, and it offers me no joy, So much time you spend playing me, like a toy. I’m so fearful more than fear itself about what I feel Whenever you are around the sphere of my vicinity – Your ability to disarm me derails my self-conduct, My thoughts, the ability of my heart to beat on the whole. The truth is, you are my weakness – That’s not news to you; But you keep on with mixed signals, with my love yet on the grow. I cry myself to sleep ev’rynight, hoping to hope That my hope for you to care surpasses your ego – I stroke your ego, I flirt with you as coquettish As the night could be to the moon, desperate, Wishfully thinking my love for you to see – No, I’m no coquette, but just long for yours to be.
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