Things that scare me.
Not very much scares me.
I get through life and I don’t worry much I’ve had to switch my emotions off
When it concerns me.
But You came along and opened my heart
Open to bleed.
And now I have worries that keep me awake And play like a movie that’s stuck
What if I start to forget
The exact blue of your eyes?
And the sparkle in them when you laugh
I love to look in them
And see if you’re happy or sad
How my heart jumps when I look into them
Across a room of people.
What if I forget your laugh?
And how happy I get hearing it.
How I smile.
What if I forget how to make you laugh?What if I never hear it again?
What if I’m never there to make you happy?What if we don’t talk for a day
And then for two, three, four
Then a week
and then we stop even
Thinking about it.
What if I forget the exact smell of your skin
And how it tastes?
And how it feels
On my skin
What if I don’t remember how your hands
Feel when they explore
Every part of my body.
And the ecstasy I get from you.
What if I don’t recognise the sound of your voice
And how I love to listen to it
If I forget our conversations
And if we don’t have any more.
How your lips kiss mine
As if they’ve always known each other
What if you forget me?
What would I do without you?
How would I live?
These things scare me more than death.