The Pendulum

I’m swinging on a pendulum here
And it’s killing me
The euphoric highs
The devastating lows
In a glance
A touch
A perceived rejection
The doubt
The worry
The everlasting insecurity…

I don’t want to be in love
I don’t know how to do it
Without feeling incredibly naked
Vulnerable to a fault
And resentful that I am seen
In this weakness
That my heart is bared
Open and exposed

I’m swinging on a pendulum here
And it’s killing me
I don’t want to be in love
And yet I am afraid
That if the pendulum stops
Then there will be nothing
And I will be more alone
Than I feel right now…

I don’t want to be in love
But I am

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