I love you I’m afraid

My heart flutters like a net filled with butterflies when you are near

My dear

My dreams are filled with hope when you walked into my life

I fear

You wonder why I said, what I said before, I am afraid of you, afraid you’ll walk out the door

It’s queer

But I’m afraid you’ll leave me, my dear…

This was supposed to have become a song, but I couldn’t think of anything else to add to this, so it became a poem.

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