Scary love

Over there you sit and tell me these things
Everyone knows how afraid of love I am
I’ve been sitting in this bar for as much as I can remember
Another drink to forget the fear
Two other ones to swallow my pride
Falling on the ground for feeling scared to look back
I look at my hands
They don’t deny my age neither my loneliness
No one I have held in years
Too busy been afraid
I drink...
To forget the questions I believe are lies
That’s love for me
A drink here and there
Walking without no where to go
No money in my pocket
Thousands whisky’s in my veins
A glove keeping my hand warm
An old jacket trying to get my cold and selfish body warm
Love...
A party for some
Fights for others
Flowers for few
A cube of ice and a glass for me
Love...
I’m afraid of it