one of my biggest fears right now
is that one day im going to wake up
and discover the weight of my love
for him never measured up to
what he felt for me
or that i did or didn't do
something that caused
it to die along the way
so i have to constantly
remind myself that the boy
of little words doesn't truly have
nothing to say to me and that
maybe hopefully he
harbors half the feelings
that i keep buried inside me
so when things get quiet
and he gets annoyed with my
constant "is everything okay?"
it is a catastrophic fear
that keeps my vision blurry
of where i stand with him