When it comes to you,
I am very afraid.
I am not afraid of you,
but of me.
You see, I feel things
that I know you don't.
I'm afraid that
if I show you
how I feel, that you
will turn and run.
My feelings for you
are the kind I should
not feel.
You are young and need
to be free;
I am older and need
to be with only one.
What do I do?
Do I keep you
as a friend?
Or do I leave
and
forget you?
Debbie Zufelt
"1991"
