A Heavy Feeling...

Why does my chest feel heavy? I hate and want at the same time. Confusion and the unknown throw me into fits of love and hate; I want, yet I hesitate. Are the feelings mutual? Does he know what I am willing to do for him? If death visited me now, I would not object; these feelings are new. They are unknown. I don't know how to cope. He is a cool stream, making its way through the warm valleys. I am an iceberg, creeping along in freezing waters. If I allow myself to erode, what rises from the depths?

I am afraid...
I am afraid...