~I Can't Stand To Fall~

So frightened to fall in love.
I'd rather fall from a window sill
then the ledge his smile is dragging me toward...
Rather have pain in my entire body
than feel that glorious warmth and safeness
that he has placed in my heart with his words.
Every time he breathes my name,
and every single time he doesn't I go from happy to sad and back again.
I am losing the fight, the war my heart is raging against my body.
God,give me the strength,~
The ability to withstand the way I melt into slush and puddles at his feet.
I would rather drown in a lake full of water
than spend another second bathing in the pools of his eyes.
I am a fool sitting here smiling
every time his face flits through my memory.
I want to take that image and lock it up,
No~Tear it up! Burn it.
His presence has a hold over me and is keeping me tied to his wrists,
his lips,his....
No more!
I would rather cry...
Rather be alone and lonely
than to ever tell him how I've loved him.
Once I do its over.
I will have nothing of him ever again.

I can't stand to fall.

Please, God, give me the strength
to stay away
and please,keep him far away from me.
I am already falling.

Stacy J. Roosa

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