AFTER THE DAZZLE

My love,

how dare I doubt...?

But sometimes I fear

that loving me will grow

tiresome and burdening

for you.

One day, will you give up on me?

I still feel the magic of our love everyday

and growing still.

But in some moments I start in silent horror

at the chance that the magic fades away

for you,

that I would stand forsaken

in the wake and remnants of us,

smoke signaling the end of the most dazzling firework show

that anyone ever experienced.

Why do I doubt?

I can't help it in the moments

when heartache stands within me

so strong.

When I find that you deserve so much

better than I.