Fear
____By Aranna Hasan Delwar.
You love the rain and don't want to soak too long.
You love the sun and don't want to get sunburned.
You love the sea and don't want to drown in it.
You don't want to wake up on a moonlit night loving the moon.
You don't want to build a house on the mountain because you love the mountain.
How can you love me and be with me?
I fear your love!
I fear your choice.
I am very afraid to come to you.
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This was beautiful; I felt hesitation for the desire to love and believe in life.