I'm Fearless

I've told you time and time again. I'm fearless.

But to be honest though, I'm not. I'm not afraid of spiders, of snakes, of the monsters under the bed. I don't scream in scary movies, don't freak out at haunted houses or worry incessantly about what's hiding behind the next corner. I have no phobias. I'm also not afraid of what other people think of me, of what others are capable of, or the authority posessed by some. However, I am scared of you. Scared shitless. I'm scared you're going to walk out of my life as quickly as you walked into it. I'm scared that you'll hurt me. I'm scared that you'll stop loving me, scared that someday you'll wake up and see my every flaw. I'm afraid you'll shatter my heart into a billion little pieces. I'm afraid you'll realize you're way too good for me. I'm afraid you'll find someone better and you'll take that opprotunity. I'm afriad you'll get tired of me, afraid you'll leave and never come back. I'm terrified if that happens, if you break my heart, how it will kill me to see you. I'm terrified by how my heart already stops every time I see you, terrified by how much it would it hurt if you leave. I'm terrified that you're just like cocaine, and baby I"m addicted.

I'm just completely and utterly fearful.
~th em~