I fear being alone.
The idea of dying
without someone who cares about me,
loves me, needs me, adores me,
and tolerates me.
Will I die alone?
Without a ring?
Without knowing me?
What if my love
just left this universe
before I even met him?
Will he be my love—
or someone else?
Will I be admired?
I'm more scared to be alone
than to be loved.
Or if he's mine,
I will love him eventually.
Will I find…
The One?
Aug 29, 2025
Aug 29, 2025 at 10:14 PM UTC
I fear being alone.
The idea of dying
without someone who cares about me,
loves me, needs me, adores me,
and tolerates me.
Will I die alone?
Without a ring?
Without knowing me?
What if my love
just left this universe
before I even met him?
Will he be my love—
or someone else?
Will I be admired?
I'm more scared to be alone
than to be loved.
Or if he's mine,
I will love him eventually.
Will I find…
The One?
