Phobia.

I have a phobia of crying. 
I have a phobia of being sad.
I have a phobia of facing the truth. 

I have a phobia of you.
I have a phobia of love.

I don't have the guts to like you.
I don't have the guts to love you.
I don't have the guts to face you.

Maybe, it's better like this.
Maybe, we should stay like this.
Maybe, we should just be friends.


No one will get hurt. NO ONE.