It was me who pushed you away. Little did I know that by trying to keep you by my side, I was in fact sending you further and further away from me. I should have let you go rather than try keeping you by my side. My stubbornness and selfish nature has done nothing but further complicate things between us, damage our friendship, and created more burden for you. If I had known things would turn out this way, I would take it all back.

Afraid

I'm afraid of all the mistakes and words that I have said and done.
I'm afraid of the endless tears that no longer falls as single droplets but as streams of water.
I'm afraid of those restless nights and groggy mornings.
I'm afraid of those puffy red eyes.
I'm afraid of silence, and I'm afraid of darkness.
I'm afraid of those empty feelings and the blank stares.
I'm afraid of those unanswered questions and incomplete sentences.
I'm afraid of misunderstandings that leads to irrational decisions and hurtful words.
I'm afraid that even those short conversations we still have will soon disappear.
I'm afraid of lies, but even more afraid to hear the truth.
I'm afraid of getting hurt.
I'm afraid of having my heart broken.
I'm afraid to think of you.
I'm afraid to say "I miss you".
I'm afraid to fall in love with you.
But nothing compares to the fear of losing you.