Scared

I am so afraid to talk to you.

The opportunity is something I pray for,

But your affection for me is frightening;

It cements my feet to the floor

And turns my head away from your eyes.

I can name many excuses to stay away from you,

But I always remember:

Now you're scared, too.

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