I think I'm in love. But I'm also just as scared. Scared to lose someone who thinks of me as love.
I'm scared to lose what I had in the past – sharing laughs, piggyback rides, smiles of mischief – for the coming future. I am not ready to risk the genuine care and sharing of shoulders in tough times. Because what if it doesn't work out? What if I f*ck up?
What if, instead of finding love, I fail a friend?
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The Travelling Pages
Random── here i am, wishing to travel along with these pages. for my friend, they have magic, the best of wizards fail to understand. [ a blog collection | ongoing ] ⟶ angelus brooklyn ✦ ━ achiev...
