hear my unsaid words

"everything i
could ever hope
for is standing right
in front of me
and i let it pass me by
(without even a flinch)
i don't want to sit
back and let you
miss this
(miss us)
but i'm too
afraid and insecure to
believe that
i could ever be
good enough for
anyone
(let alone you)
. . .
is it too much
to ask for you
to want me
. . .
to need me?
. . .
before i send up flares
that show you
the writings
on my heart.
i want you
to find me
captivating -
to see me for all
i am and love me
despite my
failures.
to see me
and my naked
heart
and want no
one else

is that too much
to ask?"

ac

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