I have my loved ones,

but every singly day,

I fear.

I fear the day I lose them.

The day I lose my loved ones.

It is this very damned fear I so desperately hate.

I fear that they will leave.

I fear because I know.

I know they will grow tired,

I know that they will choose better,

I know that they will grow to dislike me,

I know that someday,

They will leave.

When they leave, 

It will be the end.

It is this damned knowledge that so desperately hate.

I hate the fact.

I hate the fact that I will lose who I love.

Every day, my fear intensifies.

With every little bit of energy I have,

I try to hold on,

But I don't want to hold too tightly.

This is the conflict.

The conflict I so desperately hate.

I hate how I don't have the ability.

The ability to keep them.

I don't want to lose them!

I want to keep them.

I want to keep them with me.

But I know.

I know that one day, 

Little by little,

They will fade away.

I get visions.

I see them walking away, 

I see them fading.

And it's their love fading with them.

I get left with a broken heart,

I get left with pain,

I get left with sadness,

I get left with my fears.

The fear of losing all I love.