Vulnerability is up to Bat

Vulnerability is up to Bat

A Poem by ashweejune

2008 <33


I am afraid to miss,

Our late night conversations,

The laughs that we share quietly so no one else hears.

I am afraid to miss,

The memories of us,

And the person who held me together.

I am afraid all my feelings,

Will come rushing out of me,

I will drown in my tears.

I am scared to feel vulnerable,

Especially when it comes to you.

I miss you, but you don’t know it.

I am scared, I am so scared,

Because when I’m with you, I’m me. 

© 2011 ashweejune

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Added on October 1, 2011
Last Updated on October 1, 2011



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