What's my worst fear?
Not being able to love?
Or is it just letting myself be loved?
I'm afraid to give my heart.
I'm afraid of betrayal.
My soul sealed itself a long time ago.
A past affair is the possible cause.
I'm afraid to trust again.
Not even my own mother, father, or best
friend. It's like an act. But what scene?
A month isn't long enough to let myself
open up. To let myself fall.
I still question intensions towards me.
I even have doubts towards myself.
I'm afraid it's happening too quick.
Will I be burned in the long run?
Or will I live to love and be loved.
Then... there's the single thought that perhaps,
I'll just forever be too afraid.