Fear of  loss is a lot worse than losing something. Because the fear of loss makes you avoid situations where you would be in the position to lose anything.
And, well that's losing all by itself, isn't? 


And yet we let our emotional armors fall in instant, and dealt with our relationships. The pull was too much, much too strong we couldn't resists.
To let you hold that much power over me? Devastating.
But.. thank you. No, really, thank you. You changed so many of my bad qualities into a good one. 
But...
I think I'm afraid of it. I'm afraid of being completely vulnerable. 
So vulnerable, I feel like my flesh been stripped away and my muscles and cartilage are being exposed to the element. 
I don't know.
To have my entirely world-the one where men are humans, who are just as fucked up as we are, but occasional respectful one comes along- depends on YOU?
I'm waiting for you to fuck it up.
But, I want you. Forever. 
See?



Shifting a person so utterly paralyzed from years of an intense fear of loss to complete vulnerability? Truly devastating.




So vulnerable, I feel like every movement is at risk of making my bones shrink until the disappeared, and leave me a crumpled pile of mess.
So vulnerable, I feel like if anyone touch me, I'd shatter into a million tiny pieces and a thousand tears.



It scares the shit out of me.

Maybe. if you did, I'd die inside.
Maybe, if you did, I'd never move on.
Maybe, if you did, I'll never see you again.


There it goes again. 
The fear of loss.