In The Name Of Allah The Most Gracious And Most Merciful
Each time you say "I love you",
I flinch.
Each time you want to kiss,
I want to pull away.
When you call,
I'm afraid to answer.
Each e-mail,
I fear to read.
There's a past,
One not so distant.
It's controlling,
Holding me back.
There's scars,
One I can't erase.
Fear grips me,
As your arms hold me tighter.
I feel like running at times,
But something is pulling.
Pulling me back to you,
This something I can't explain.
But it leaves me screaming out your name,
When darkness grabs at me.
Your light shines through,
I want to believe this love is true.
But I am still afraid,
Afraid to fall in love.
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