the next thing:a piece of poetry

I tell myself, don’t fall, don’t feel,

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But here I am—my fate is sealed.

She walks into my world, so bright,

Yet all I see is coming night.

I crave her touch, her voice, her gaze,

But love has burned me all my days.

I want a love that stays, that fights,

Not one that fades in quiet nights.

She’s like the wind—so wild, so free,

And I’m afraid she’ll fly from me.

I need a promise, something true,

But does she fear what I do too?

I hold my heart behind a wall,

Afraid to rise, afraid to fall.

For every time I’ve dared to dream,

It ends in echoes, torn at seams.

But still, she lingers in my chest,

A love unspoken, yet confessed.

So do I run, or do I stay?

To love and break… or walk away?