Leave Me

Leave Me

Leave me and let go�"
it’s true, I screamed that,
every time I was bursting with need.
I screamed that loud and clear,
but what is it about wanting one thing
and saying another?
A recurrent question I heard�"
from different lips,
each with its own version of truth.

It’s the fear,
the quiet, aching fear,
fear of being truly seen,
truly revealing,
and rejected.
It’s the fear of abandonment,
even after you’ve opened your heart,
cracked it wide,
and let someone inside�"
only to find their absence
is the only thing that remains.