You told me I was ridiculous-
          That my fears were irrational.
And it’s true-
In no particular order, I’m afraid of:
Disappointing people.
Physical affection.
Drowning.
Public speaking.
Being alone.
Doctors.
Spiders.
-well, things that creep and crawl in general.
Getting kidnapped.
Hurting people, whether on purpose or as a byproduct of life.
Heights.
Loving people.
Car accidents.
Being completely honest.
          And they are all irrational-
But I’m still afraid.
Especially since you proved me right on far too many of those counts.