What I fear the most…

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.

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