I Know What You Are Now! Poem by Brittanie Thornton

What happened to you?
Who have you become?
Was it my doing?
I hate feeling that you have something against me.
Why is that?
I have so many questions to ask you,
but I'm too scared to ask them.
So, I write them here hoping they will secretly fly off the page,
and enter your head while you sleep.

Yet, I know that eventually you will fly away secretly
just as I hoped my questions would.
You see I now realize that you are just like him,
just a diffirent style,
you will run when you get a chance,
and then just disappear.
But that is ok, because I would rather know that now,
so I don't have to cry later.