"The Only Thing to Fear is Fear Itself"

I’m scared I’ll keep on standing at a grave

of someone who isn’t dead.

That i’ll miss you forever 

even when I know you won't,

because of what you said.

That I’ll push people away

one day,

and there will be no one to pull me back.

Someone with the red thread.

That i’ll stop picking up my pen,

to write down all the thoughts 

in 

my 

head.

Of uttering the words
“I love you.”

Because

what if,
it was something I never meant?

I am scared 

but i’m also living

and I can’t think of anything more grand than that.