Wednesday, October 27, 2004

get out

I was afraid of you leaving. I was afraid of you getting mad. I was afraid of you not speaking to me. I was afraid of the cutting remarks. I was afraid of the criticism. I was afraid of you ignoring me. I was afraid of you turning me out on my own. I was afraid of you taking all I had away from me. I was afraid of you. I was afraid to love you too much. Therein laid the problem.

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