I'm afraid, of everything in you, scared of the manequins, as if, they'll hurt me.
I fear telling you what I feel, how i am doing and how long I'd keep up with it.
I'm scared of all the wrong doings, right decisions, afraid to tell how my mom thinks about our relations.
My bad to be scared of how i check your texts, every second i long when you're not here.
I'm scared of your i love you's, afraid of what it might do, to me.
I fear your shadow, fear your pain, afraid of how it affects my own name.
I'm scared of your love, your likes, fearing all the things you denied.
wouldn't wanna tell I'm missing you, afraid of all the serious feelings.
I'm sacred of how i trust you so bad, love you so good, hear you so fine.
afraid of talking to you now, i don't wanna get that close, I'm hearing, i hear it out loud, when you say that it's me you want.
won't tell that I'm thinking bou' you here, and unsend all of the texts i just send you.
Would not look for your gifts, neither your things, promise myself i'd delete all this shit.
not telling that I cried out last night, why tell that I've not yet put you aside.
i like the way you heal, miss out these inspecial ordeals.
I'm afraid of you, afraid of me, scared of the 'us' that we've been.



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