i get scared on the longer days,

  dear

and you, inquisitive, know the blush…

      ...the blushing reason why

 

i get scared

      on the colder days

      when the chilly thoughts draft just as

      much out-side as

      in

i need you love

you tell me you love me;

don’t know if you want it

 

you’re safety and i told you

when you hold me you’re a planet

but now i blow away and - lost in all the nothing

just a glimpse of you

laughing with your high school friends

barely a light to hit my eyes and mostly sound

 

let me

         please be strong,

  so

      i don’t have to ask...to

 

      please decide to keep me