Friday, 9 February 2018


He don't wanna lose me, he said.
My body's shivering, and I am scared.
Scared of love.
Scared of loving him and not being loved back.
Scared of his words.
What if they're a part of a nicely knitted hoax.
He don't wanna lose me, he said.
But I am scared.
Scared, that I'll lose myself in him.
That I'll let myself drown and almost die, again.
That I'll find myself in an abandoned place, like an abandoned bag of rubbish;
In a deserted place which resembles the place I dreamt of in no way, when I'll open my eyes.
I don't wanna be hurt.
I know you won't.
I don't wanna be cheated on.
I know you won't.
I am scared; that one day you'll get tired of me and go.
I hope you won't.

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