Afraid Poem by Cassandra Kinman

Afraid



He's waiting for me
To make my move.
It turns out I'm waiting, too.
He's afraid of what I might say.
I'm afraid of what he might not do.
Each of us is afraid
Of a line we've drawn
Between us.
Hoping that the other might jump across
And say, 'I love you'

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