maybe it's the fear of losing you.
knowing you would always be there anytime i need a shoulder to cry on. anytime i need a hand to hold on to. anytime i feel like being myself.
you were always there. to look out for me.
i know.
but i am scared. afraid.
because as much as i want to lie, i can't keep pretending to know that you will always be.
you may not.
will always have you here. you and i know where that is.
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