Every moment is fading,
trying to hold on,
not knowing what I'm chasing.
But it is as clear as night,
I try make a choice,
but it is usually not right.
I see you and I feel like I am shining,
like a star a light,
but the more I start thinking,
I get devoured by fright.
One step.
One word.
One action.
Too much,
That is all pouring through me,
guessing with a hunch,
Am I afraid to lose what I love,
or am I afraid to love whats lost.
~ A.S
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