Every moment I'm alone
I tear apart myself
and dwell upon the fears
that I harbor.
For no matter how I try,
I can't seem to rely
on that you need me.
I don't see why you'd want me;
There's nothing redeemable about me.
I just lie to myself and others
in an attempt to become
who I want to be.
And I'm afraid
that you'll realize you don't want me,
and never did.
That I was merely rebound,
and that you were using me
as I used you
until I realized that I loved you.
I'm afraid I'll become
the person who I hate,
and that I'm so much like her
has scared me to the point of breaking.
I never want to be like that,
but I fear that she's what I truly am.
And that when you realize,
you'll flee in disgust.
I'm terrified that I'm too addicted,
making myself too vulnerable.
Yet I can't let go of my trust,
and thus throw myself at you,
without any thought that maybe I'll regret.
I despair that I'll drive you away
by forgetting to talk,
and alienate you with my silence.
I want to dive inside your mind,
but I'm scared of what I'll find.
I've convinced myself that in time
you'll find someone else and forget.
For what could there be to remember?
For even I know
that your heart could change,
and then I'll be only a friend.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.