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When she speaks,  her words
become bubbles in the wind;
hollow, weightless.


@qyflorentino
It has been a while. Been so involuntarily occupied
nessa Dec 2014
I'm witless
For many many things
I'm afraid of the dark
I'm afraid of speaking aloud
I'm afraid of saying goodbye
I'm afraid of crying aloud
I'm afraid of being delusional
I'm afraid of forgetting
I'm afraid of rodents
I'm afraid of being in a dark closed place
I'm afraid of psychotic activity
I'm afraid of being hurt
I'm afraid of a lot of things

But you know what I am not afraid of but terrified?
I'm terrified of not being capable of being worthy of your love
I'm terrified of losing this 'love'
I'm terrified of not being in love with you
I'm terrified of not being loved by you
I'm terrified of sleeping alone forever
I'm terrified of falling for someone else
I'm terrified that you'll fall in love with someone else
I'm terrified of not having our strings tied
I'm terrified of this being an illusion
I'm terrified of forgetting you
I'm terrified of this all

But wait there is worse
I am absolutely terrified of waking up to a world without HES
Of getting to seek a world without you
Of getting to seek a world where you aren't the oxygen that keeps me breathing and alive

I would take a room without a door that's completely dark full of rodents, any day

I promise you, I'm not insane
I might be in love

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