Dear You

If there is no fear in love,

then I guess I don’t love you.

Fear is all I feel for you.

That’s the scariest thing 

to admit to myself.

Love cannot be forced or earned.

Love is a conscious choice.

Love either is or it isn’t.

Love cannot resist action.

Love is not wishy-washy.

Love is not half-assed. 

You either love someone or you don’t.

There is no in between.

And you’ve proven time and time again you do not love me.


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