I'm afraid of my feelings.
I'm afraid of my thoughts.
I'm afraid of what you're bringing.
I'm afraid of what you've wrought.
You'll never know how much you mean to me.
You'll never know how much I wish you could see.
I don't understand this.
Why are my thoughts so amiss?
I don't understand you.
These feelings aren't too new.
Yet they differ from anything else.
You differ from everyone else.
I'm worried I am pushing you away.
I'm worried you'll run and never stay.
I hate that you do this to me.
I hate knowing that I will have to pay the fee.
I know I'm the last person on your mind.
I know that you will always be only kind.
But a dreamer can dream.
Even if that dream is out of reach.