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I grapple with the fear of losing you, an emotion that perplexes me because I'm well aware that you're not mine to lose. It's a curious ache, this fear of something I've never truly had. Perhaps it's the prospect of losing the potential, the dreams woven in my mind where we're intertwined. The idea that our paths might diverge, leaving me with a void that was never filled, weighs heavily on my heart. It's an odd dance between desiring a connection and recognizing its absence. I walk this line, teetering between longing for a bond that's never materialized and the reality that you were never mine to begin with.

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