it starts out with nothing.
nothing.
a long trip.
you get back
and everything has changed.
you've made up your mind.
he wasn't the one.
leave, just find someone new.
what happens when the someone new
is just a new compilation
of the same fucking flaws?
this is what fear is.
it is falling in love
with the same person
time after time again.
fear is when you promise
to stay in touch
even when you both know
everything is crooked.
it's looking straight into the eyes
that told such beautiful things
and realizing every word was hollow.
when you're in the same room,
not a word is said
about the elephant standing
right infront of us.
this is what fear is.
fear is what happens
when you let yourself drift so far out
that you cannot paddle back.
fear is when it's over,
and only you are hurt.