Fears
We really are never afraid of heights;
we are afraid of falling.
We aren't afraid of people leaving;
we are afraid of being left behind.
We don't fear loving;
we fear being not loved back.
And that truly, has made sense to me.
We are afraid of the possibilities of the future,
not the realms of the present.
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Evanescence (Poetry & Prose)
Poetrythere is so much i want to tell you, yet i have no voice to say. then words came to the rescue, and poetry has it all became. ➿ to all our constants who treated us as temporary ➿ Highest Rank: #6 in Literary & 3 in Short Poetry (tags) #11 in Broken...
