Prying Poem by Dislocated Heart

Prying me open, like there are secrets meant to be told.
Holding on to my hand, telling me dont be afraid..
Taking my Guard away..

I didnt want to believe it,
but there I was,
Letting her in.. little by little..

There and then I knew it..
I was afraid of commitment.
I was afraid to be Loved, and To Love again.

She fears my past,
I just might never let go..
Yet, she wants to show me the world.

Talk of my past,
Haunting of now.
Talk of fears,
I trail off, thinkin of you..

A nice girl is right there... lookin me in the eye..
and I think of the girl I love.. across the sea..