Poems From The Lonely

Which Is Worse?

I don't want to get close to you,

As I'm scared I'll be forced to leave one day,

And I'll never see them again.

I'm scared to say goodbye,

So I keep myself from friendship.

I hide away,

And write fantasies to keep my mind off it.

But now,

Here I am,

Drowning in tears at the realization that I'll end up hurt.

I'll either be alone forever,

Or I'll be forced to say goodbye.

Which is worse?

The simple idea of friendship, perhaps even love,

Or being forced to say goodbye to someone you've grown fond of?

Is the idea of what is missing worse,

Or memories of what's lost?

I don't know.

And I'm scared.

I'm scared because one day I'll know the answer.