I realized I’m not afraid of falling in love again,

I’m afraid of losing myself in someone else yet again,

Because when I love,

I love hard,

Only to have them ripped out of my life,

Tearing and taking a piece of me with them,

Like a number on a flyer they briefly cared about,

I don’t trust myself enough to pull myself together if I do,

I am not afraid of love,

I am afraid of losing myself again,

Because I don’t know how many times I can learn to love myself again…

Even if they do stay…