Hard to

Finally: The aforementioned poem comes out of hiding.

They tell me I'm hard to forget
that I can't be shaken off,
that I'm the one they fall in love with,
the question mark,
the "What if?".
But what I'd like
is not only to be remembered,
but to stick around awhile.
I'd like to climb out of this
fear of forever
take love for what it is
and what it's not
and just live it.
A little surrender might be good
for me.
A little surrender and a little abandon.
I'd like to throw this
fear to the wind
and know that this could break me,
could cripple and kill me,
but that it is worth
that risk.

They tell me I'm hard to forget.
I'd like to be a little easier to keep.