What happens

What happens if I love you?

If I open the door and forget to be afraid –

See my story pour out and meet yours;

I wonder would it hurt that way?

Could it possibly hurt more than this?

I should’ve known, I guess

But it’s too late now for regret,

If only my heart were silent,

That way I wouldn’t have to listen;

How dangerous it is to love this deeply.

 

But then, you would know.

 

~ Ilana Reimer

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