Will you ever stop loving me?

Will you ever start drifting apart from me?

Will you ever tell me that we aren’t the same anymore; that we don’t have ‘it’ anymore?

Will it ever come to an end?

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Sometimes it’s scary - just thinking about the future and what may be. Yes, people are imperfect - knowing the future could very well give many a heart attack…or even a certain kind of fear. I suspect this is why people, in general, have a love-hate relationship with knowing what the future holds.

I don’t know if you have realized it but over the months that I have been with you, I have come to love you more than I should. I have come to look at you in the eye and see my future rolling past in them. I have come to even imagine what life would be if you were ever gone from my life. Now, it is not so much the knowledge of my love for you that scares me but the latter - what if you ceased to become part of my life and instead, transform into a mere, sometimes and mayhap painful memory?

Do you even notice it…when I sometimes just cry in your arms for no apparent reason? When you ask and I say nothing? I never know how to tell you what I really feel. I know that you know of how much I love but I don’t think you realize HOW much my love has grown over these past few months - especially of lately.

Despite my hard efforts to hold my emotions back, to not depend on someone emotionally again like how I was like with my ex, I seem to have failed. And it scares me.

This love of mine scares me…

And to think…they once say that only men are afraid of love - frankly, I think women are too as well.