Fear

She looks like a little girl

But she is a real woman

Or at least, that’s what she’ll make you believe

And that scares me

She doesn’t show you any feelings

Because when you think you got her

She’ll slip away

And that frights me

She can have you just by laughing

And make you believe you make her happy

But yet, she’ll hang up the phone to you

And make wonder if you are what she wants

I’m afraid of everything about her

The things I know and the things I don’t

I’m afraid of her past

But more afraid of her present

And some times, of her future

‘Cause I don’t know if I’ll be on it

I’m afraid of what she shows me

And of what she doesn’t

I’m afraid of her feelings

I’m afraid of her look

I’m afraid of her words

And afraid of her silence

I’m afraid of her kisses

I’m afraid of her hugs

I’m afraid of the things she has taught me

And afraid of the next lesson

I’m afraid of losing her

And afraid of being with her

I’m afraid of being confused

And afraid of being right

And afraid of knowing what I want

Because if I’m right

I’m afraid…I could start to love her