i don’t want to see another new face

i don’t want
to be
in someone else’s
embrace
and wonder if this
is the last
time
that they’ll hold
me;
i don’t want
to deep
talk
about life
with them whilst
watching the world
blur on
by and think
to myself
perhaps this is the
last time
i’d experience
such an evoking
conversation.
i don’t want
to look into
their eyes
and struggle
to believe the
emotions aren’t
a product of
the mastered art
of deception
and manipulation;
i don’t want
to open my heart
up and keep
giving chances out
whilst
my mind tells
me that this one
will also
leave.
i don’t want
to feel
apathy
when we introduce
ourselves and seemingly
get on well
and align in thoughts;
i don’t want
to see
another new face
until i’m ready
to say hi
without the question
of when will
they also
leave me
lingering in my
mind;
i don’t want
to see
another new face
until i’ve
killed the insecurities
moulded into
me;
i don’t want
to see
another new face
until i can
give them the
Chance
that they
rightly deserve.