We were talking like every other night.
We laughed.
We cried.
We argued.
We laughed.
You cried.
You cried telling me you didn't want to lose me.
You told me that you didn't want to leave me.
You said it would happen at some point.
That I would lose you and you are scared of that.
I am too.
I'm scared because every moment of my life makes no sense without you.
So I tell you not to worry, not to worry about the future.
Because it's scary.
But I'm scared too, I'm scared that my nights will no longer be full of you.
