I know if I
leave
that I would crumble in Fear;
fear of new people,
fear of new places,
fear of ideas I'd distanced myself from,
fear of change.
But that is not what scares me most
It is not what really hurts.
Because how will they feel when I'm gone?
The castles we've built inside our hearts,
continuously mended fortresses
of trust and hope;
how do they decay so quickly?
How do they break up beyond repair,
when so often, we had held them up
together?
Distanced by land;
distanced by space;
distanced by time.
That is how the pieces are kept apart.
I know if I leave that I would crumble in Fear; fear of new people,
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Oct 29, 2014 4:01pm
