Long Lost Love Poem

Just an old poem-ish thing I dug up.

Forsake me quickly
one last fleeting touch.
I can only hurt you.
But I can't explain the way I feel.
I wish I could tell you everything.
I'm afraid.
Afraid of you.
Of your heart.
Your soul.
Your inscrutable mastery over me.
Such a dynamic seizure of my being.

How can I trust you?
Will you condemn me, too?

You've faught your way in so deep.
You really didn't mean to, did you?
Things changed too quickly
Leaving me to scramble for the truth.
My fingers sift through it all.
What I think.
What I was taught.
What I feel.
There's nothing left for me to do but nothing.
Seeking a comforting illusion of reality.