Fear

I am afraid of loving you as much as I do
Love was meant to kill me
And sometimes I still feel like it might
Like you might
The power and the knowledge
You have over me and how to tear me apart
Maybe I am wrong
And my experience acts like my eyes more than my eyes do
Or maybe they just taught me
That i deserve to be loved as much as I do
Please
Do not show me you are like the rest
You are different
Respectful and kind and responsible and empathetic and honest and genuine and aware and…
Wait
I am saying facts, right?

….

Right?