I am afraid of monogamy.

I am afraid of monogamy.

How could this be when I love so deeply?

Indeed, I am afraid I may be unfaithful.

I am afraid that I may settle.

I am afraid I will find the perfect man

and let them slip from my hands

because of the part of me that I keep hidden.

I am afraid to fall in love with the wrong person.

I am afraid I may find them when I am a bride,

a wife,

in this and the next life.

I fear the love I want so badly.

I see too much good in everybody

that I cannot imagine choosing only one to love.

I am attracted to so many

but also nobody.

Oh, I am afraid of monogamy

because I am too afraid to hurt somebody.

So, alone I rest,

in an empty single bed,

dreaming of a white dress

and a child of my own

with a blurry figure

waiting for me to let go

of my fear

so that I can hurry up

and love them.