Philophobia:
(n.) fear of emotional attachment; fear of being in, or falling in love

Attachments
they terrify me
for nothing
lasts forever
and time
is slipping
through
the gaps
between
our fingers

Nothing lasts forever
except for the glimpses
of their presence
that's kept in our hearts
and though they're gone
they've left a piece
of themselves behind
in the places around is
in the moments around us
in the feelings trapped inside us

And knowing
no one truly stays
I've locked myself
away from love
for it's only
a far distant reality
a reality that's
unreachable
a reality that
can never be

And I may be
a coward but
I'd rather
stay alone
with my own
familiarity
than be
in a state of
an unknown
territory that's
an in-between;
a road that
leads to nowhere

Because I'd rather be
lonely on my own will
than be lonely with
the suffocation of
wanting to not be