Scared

Not scared of being alone
But I’m afraid that I’ll
Become used to the loneliness

Don’t fret that I have no one to talk to
But I worry that I’ll start
Appreciating the silence

Don’t regret what I miss out on
But I don’t want to forget
What it is that I’m missing

Not afraid of the changes in life
But I’m terrified that
Life will change me

Don’t miss the laughter all that much
But I hope the day never comes
When laughter misses me altogether

I know my friends will never think me a loser
But what if… just what if
I lose out on my friends