Fear Is

Fear is missing the best conversation I’ve ever had.
Fear is getting her name wrong on a first date.
Fear is telling myself I’m not good enough in the bathroom mirror.
Fear is I’m not good enough, reflecting the truth of my youth.
Fear is the thought of the walls closing in around me.
Fear is the look in her eyes when I ask her father for her hand in marriage.
Fear is that she’ll say I don’t know.
Fear is her saying yes.
Fear is either answer would tear me apart.

(© 2020 AC)

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