Near Sighted From A Distance Poem by Lors Dilouley

my hesitation kills my heart.
i dont want to say it,
but i need to say it.

yet your words are shallow
as mine try to encourage.
what would you have me do?

please do not stay like this.
your attitude is too hard for me to adjust to
from this distance. i am near-sighted.

what are you trying to tell me
without telling me?
i wonder. cant you just say it?

but your hesitation also prevails
and we miscommunicate,
slipping further from each other.

i fear that this will be the end
if nothing is done to remedy.
if it is to be, then it is to be done.

i am not afraid to be alone.

what is it you fear?