At night my mind replays to me,
My need for love and affection,
Such that I dreamt of a situation,
Whereby, I had come to others’ attention.
They seemed to respond well to my presence,
And to their ranks I was invited,
But my cowardice showed,
So I ran away, and left them unrequited.
Why would I run away?
I felt too embarrassing, too unworthy to stay.
They offered me what I was looking for,
– A sense of belonging.
But when I got what I wanted, I realised,
I’m not ready for the prize,
But only for its longing.