I'm scared of you.Those four words say it all; the way they felt coming outta my mouth, the sounds they made with their thundering fall. You put fear in my soul, trepidation in my movements, and doubt in my mind. I could wear a life jacket, a helmet, AND a seat belt, and I'd still be unequipped for this type of ride.
You scare me.
Even if I take it from four words to three, the exact same feelings will still reside within me. Not scary-movie, rollercoaster, by-yourself-at-night afraid; but knowing I can't outrun it all, so I just embrace myself for the inevitability of pain...
I'm afraid.
Go ahead, and take away two, and I'll STILL be scared shitless by the sight of you. The feelings are new, yet, they seem familiar. It's like I've seen this before, because too many things are eerily similar. I know there's good on the flip side, but right now, I'm mortified by the one thing that nobody has a remedy for. I'm scared to death...of...
love.
1/16/08 @ 11:06 A.M.
Photo by Clifton Henri
2 comments:
why does everything you write, no matter how short and to the point it is, it leaves me speachless. i love it.
wow @ how friggin dope this post is. seriously.
wow.
i know it's old... but i may have to link this as post of the week over at she's so flyy.
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