So many times I've heard people say

that they're attracted to passion.

But I am different.

It scares me to admit I'm scared.

Four months ago you were always near,

but I pushed you away because of fear.

The emotion and passion were all too much,

I found out too much about myself

and so I ran away so far.

The relief lasted for but a moment,

but then the regret set in.

I've tried so often but they never last long

and I'm left with the same questions I've had since the beginning.

Too close and now

not close enough.

My confidence has been shattered and

I don't know how to turn sand into glass without too much heat

and so I remain broken.

Yet I remain because all I've done

and all that I know

is to

Wish