
Relationships are hard, and as a dear friend once counseled me, they are two-way. This poem says it all.
Underneath all the love I have
Is a sea of questions I never asked
I was afraid to peel back my layers
And let you see the dark thoughts in my heart.
I still fear I will never get a chance
To tell you how wounded I was
How I loved you deeply until it hurt
And how I feel ashamed of my cowardice.
I would rather be honest with you now
Than to never voice the things that poison me
Even if it means I lose something I hold dear
Even if the words come out in a flood of anger
Because holding it all inside
And never knowing where we stand
Shakes my footing and leaves me wondering
How to continue to love you.
