Every bone in my body is saying "leave now, while you're safe".
But I can't. I don't want to.
I'm tired of being afraid of getting hurt. Every fiber in my being is telling me "he's too good to be true".
He is. You are.
I can't comprehend my crippling fear. He could tell me day in and day out he loves me still perceive as lies.
I'd still be waiting for him to take it back.
What if he changes his mind?
What if I stop being enough?
I know that they will come.
I can't suppress his pain forever.
I wish I could, but I can't.
Life happens and people change.
That's what I fear.
I fear falling, diving head first for him, and no one being there to catch me.
I fear loving too hard-too deep- to ever really recover.
I fear having to pick up my broken pieces, like I have so many times before.
I fear the inevitable.
Once he realizes that, he'll fear it too.