Of never finding Him
Of  being alone
Of not being seen
Of loosing myself
Of loosing Him
Of giving too deeply
Of not giving deeply enough
Of not returning
Of falling in love
Of  never having love in return again
Of my whispers not being heard
Of my screams not being known
Of who I am not being understood
Of never knowing that feeling again of slipping deep away
Of the slow tear running down my face, not be known for its pleasure
Of not being able to express myself