Fear is a dangerous emotion. It can drive bad decisions, but it can also drive good ones. It can control you, even if you can't tell.
My fear is bad.
I fear that you love her, no matter how many times you protest, and I fear that you love her more than me. The way your eyes are always on her, the way you speak with her, and the way that you are ever so gentle when touching her. You say everything you're telling me is jokes, but I don't know that for sure.
I fear that you are lying to me. I fear that your love is fake, as if it doesn't phase you at all. I fear that every time you tell me you love me, it's just another way to get me off your back, or fill silence. I fear this is all a joke, or a game you're playing, and I'm the next victim.
I fear that I'll never truly be able to trust you. I've seen what you've done to other girls, why couldn't you do the same to me? I fear that you will leave me heartbroken like everyone else.
I fear that I'll never see you again. I fear that this summer will give us no time to spend together, and you'll be off to find somebody new. I fear that your "love" for me will fade away, and suddenly, I'll be left alone.
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Randomquick summary of what every emotion means to me, each one relating back to you.
