Here we go again another sad love poem oh poor me.
In all honesty I could be happy if I chose to be.
But instead I rather sit here and think of you.
I could just go out and find someone new.
But what if they don't love me the way you did.
What if they don't touch me the way you did.
And thoughts like that is what keeps me here.
The fear.
Of moving on and being stuck.
What if it's another heart break because with love I have bad luck.
The truth is I know I should move on.
But I can't what's wrong.
I know I still have a chance at love I just have to take it.
What if I gave my heart and they break it.
©hamlet87
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