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“I love you!”

I scream

At the top of my lungs.

But only when no one

Is listening.

“You fool!”

They all say,

At my holding such thoughts.

If only they knew

What I’m fearing.

I fear him.

I fear me.

I fear loss.

I fear distance.

I fear what I’m holding within.

“Good God!”

I squeak out.

At all of my choices.

And decide that I have

Much more thinking.