I fear her
Eyelashes on my pillow from a girl
whose name I can’t remember.
Maybe deliberate.
Maybe cause I fear it,
and her.
When she leaves me,
happiness fills my every pore.
When she returns,
my defenses go up,
for fear of getting burned.
She wants to meet my parents.
I tell her they are dead.
But they are both well and fine,
living in the same house since they wed.
But I’d rather not let her in,
cause if I do, she’s bound to destroy me again.
Just like all the others did,
all the times before.
I can’t be vulnerable.
Not anymore.
They see a weekness and then it’s a target.
Things from then on are never the same,
Never like it was when it started.
It's sad.
It's true.
It’s a sad,
but true reason
I simply can’t ever fall in love with you.
lamemansterms
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Submission Name: I fear her
Your structure is so unique and I have yet to see anything like it. Great job on the choice of words, you weren't wordy or using unnecessary phrases which made the poem stand out from the crowd. I really enjoyed this so please keep writing and I'll keep reading if you want me too!