Last time when we had a conversation,I reminded you how afraid I was of falling in love
Fear of having emotional attachment
But here I am,forcing myself to sleep
Because the thought of you brings memories of how I feel in love when I was 16
I stay up late reading our text messages,hoping that maybe one day the fear of falling in love
Will turn into you catching me with your hands wide open and reminding me
How love is safe
How warm it can be and even nurture your soul

But here I am again reminding myself how love can be brutal and leave me with wounds that can never heal
Wounds that will always tell a story of how I fell in love without any medical prescription
And here I am again,trying to love again
But you can't heal and love at the same time
It's like promising someone the whole world,that you don't even fit in.