is that my nightmares become reality.
That my karma makes it appearance.
That I live the life I deserve.
That I fall so deeply and irrevocably in love with you, and in return you break my heart.
I fear you.
I fear the power you unknowingly hold on me, the one I won’t dare talk to you about.
I fear your absense.
I fear that my guilt has rooted itself so deep that it will never allow me to move forward.
I fear the past. The future. The unknown.
I fear your confirmation to what I already know.