I am so afraid now-a-days


That you’ll find someone



Better
And leave me.


I’m sure that this,
Having been said a million


Times before
Has no effect on you--


But I still say it.

Because the sun is rising

And the light is defining
The deformities in my


Unbeautiful

Surface.

There is no darkness,


There are no scarves:
No more of my winter-y

Façade.

~…………~

This spring

The colors are amazing.
You can see all the beautiful things

Unraveling---
No longer hiding behind their


Woolen blankets.

I am so afraid to lose you…




I am so afraid.

Because this spring the


Flowers

Are coming up more beautiful
Than the last,
And I fear you’ll have no time



To look at the rock that I am.

I may have been the only beautiful


Thing
In winter,
But I was the only thing there…


Now you shall see all the wonderful things
As they bloom b’fore your eyes


This spring.