Acrophilopistanthrophobia

"Acrophobia" is the fear of heights. "Philophobia" is the fear of being in love, or falling in love. "Pistanthrophobia" is the fear of trusting others.

You and I made it to the top of the world together.

You held my hand gently in yours,

yanking me through a crowd of fears.

You brought me to height I've only dreamed existed.

When we finally reached the top,

smile consumed our faces.

Nothing was wrong anymore.

You told me the climb would be worth it,

but you failed to mention how brutal the fall would be.

You didn't tell me that once I got comfortable,

you would throw me right back down

to where I began.

What happened to you?
Now I am at the bottom.

I am looking up and I am stuck remembering

what it felt like when you held me so high.

I can't even say that I don't miss where we were.

I swear, though,

on every cloud in the sky,

if you ever gave me the chance

to reach those heights again,

I'd sadly have to decline because I'd rather stay

as low as death

than let you trample me again.

Reviews

[Astro]

Well stated my fellow artist. It's better to have loved and lost, than to ever have loved at all....but knowing this does little to cushion the fall. Now that you know the view from where he stands, find yourself another that can take you high enough to look down upon your past love like a fading memory. On the editing side, there is a spelling mistake in this line, "You brought me to height I've only dreamed existed. " where 'height' should be 'heights'. As with this one, "smile consumed our faces." where 'smile' would sound better as 'smiles' because you said "we finally reached..." . Great write.

[Tim Piotrowicz]

Wow so vivid. I hope I never do this to a girl.