When I said ' I didn't love you' what I really meant was ' I'm terrified.'
The love I have for you sent me running out the door because I knew from the minute I laid eyes on you, this was it for me.
You were my one and only, my freakin' knight and shining armor.
But I ran, I ran so fast that I forgot to look back at all the moments we had together.
Although they were short, I cherished every second.
The fear of another heartbreak sent me chasing after loneliness.
I couldn't bare another heartache, my heart wont survive.
I know once I dive into your love, I'll never be able to get back from it.
You'll be one disease, I can never truly recover from.
When you said you loved me, I ran because I was too scared but I guess the question here is, *why didn't you run after me?
Philiphobia: fear of falling in love.