To afraid to blossom
Loving you and missing you,
wishing you were here
wanting to tell you of my love for you,
but my heart holds on to fear.
The fear of abandonment when I give myself away
A feeling of hurt that stays with me to this very day.
You see, I need you to know,
but I don't have the strength,
to tell you of my feelings,
then watch you walk away.
It's probably better that I just end up
keeping it to myself,
so you don't have to know,
and when the water continues to rain on our soil
we can just continue like a flower that doesn't want to grow.
