My heart aches for you But my anxiety screams louder than it ever has before I crave someone to hold, to long for But what if this closure creates a wild fire I love so passionately I love so hard I don't want to scare you, I'm already scaring myself I've stopped writing poetry and just started writing my fears All my fears past and present and future What is a solid definition of poetry But to write out whatever horrible beast in my head and heart howls I'm so afraid to burn you with my blazing heart How can you set my very soul on fire if I've done it already