Why Love Scares Me
Love scares me because it’s real.
Love scares me because it’s real.
And the thing is nothing else matters as long as I’m standing there with him, and that he’s holding my hand.
They’ll tell you and show you everyday, every minute, in every way they can, how much they love you. They remind you of it everyday so that you’ll never forget. They’ll tell you never to forget.
You mess up my thoughts and emotions.
You are the sole reason why I write these words.
You are what you are to other people, but to me
You are something else entirely
For I am not the ‘priority’ girl. I am not the reality. I am not the always. And I am not the home.
Maybe I’d stop here because I’d eventually run out of things to say. But we both know that isn’t true.