As cliche as this sounds
I need to say it out loud right now.
I am scared to my core that you will see me
The way I see myself.
And dear? That won’t be a pretty sight.
And eventually, you will leave me.
Just like what happens in my dreams.
We are in a house and you look at me with a face of horror.
You turn your back to me and walk out the front door.
You don’t even say goodbye.
You just slam the door shut behind you
And I just watch through the window as you walk away.
To a place where you will be free of me.
Well, that is my fear.
And I have said it out loud.
It still hasn’t gone away even if I did.
Guess it never will.