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I fear love. 

For it is not stable.

It can shatter,

Fall apart.

In the blink of an eye

or the whisper of a word.

And yet I find myself longing for love. 

For days spent together

and for nights spent wishing we were.

For short kisses and long hugs.

For long kisses and short hugs.

For forever.

I long for love,

above all other things

because sometimes your deepest fears can also be your deepest desires

and that is why I need love.