All The Things I'm Scared To Say

Dear Daughter,

One day, you will meet someone who changes your life forever. And it’s possible you’ll let them go. You’ll be scared, wondering if you made the right choice - for you, for them - for the life you would have had together. In that moment, just know that you’re not alone. You may be afraid, and unsure of your choices and your feelings. But you’re not alone.

This is a poem I wrote when I realized I let true love go. If you feel any of this, I pray you say it. Don’t let your fear or pride get in the way of your truth. Whether or not you decide to give it another chance, you will feel better honoring that little voice in your head whispering “I’m scared, because I still love you”.

All The Things I'm Scared to Say

All the things I'm scared to say,

Mostly involve you.

You're in my thoughts most every day,

though I'm seeing someone new.

I'm scared to dream and scared to think

of what my life might be,

I've always known you in it,

So without you, I’m not me.

I'm scared to say I'm sorry,

That I may have moved too slow,

In telling you how much you meant,

I assumed that you would know.

I'm scared to say I miss you,

Because technically I left,

But only because half of me

Thought that's what would be best.

I'm scared to say we're over,

because that would mean it's true,

In truth, these years we've been apart,

I've still dreamed I was with you.

I'm scared to say I might be wrong,

And that maybe you were right,

That we should have picked each other

And not given up the fight.

I'm scared to think I've lost you,

And I'm scared I'll never find

The love that made us different,

It was real, and sweet, and kind.

I'm scared I'll never see you again,

In-person, face to face,

I'm scared I'll never touch you,

Never feel your big embrace.

I'm scared I gave up perfect,

My soulmate, my best friend.

Because of hesitation,

In not knowing how it'd end.

The one thing that I now can say,

After living with these fears,

Is that true love knows no boundaries,

Not of countries, nor of years.

A wiser me, who had been through this,

Would have realized (as I pine),

That a heart that's already taken,

Can't be given a second time.

♥