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i'm scared,
no scratch, that i'm terrified.
my worst fear is that in five years, i'll still be in love with you. when i'm laying beside my boyfriend of two years at one in the morning, i'll notice that his eyes are the opposite of your bright green ones.
that when he smiles,
his dimples doesn't show like yours. when he touches me, i don't feel out of breath or get a warm feeling in my stomach. i'm terrified that even if he's truly in love with me, i won't be i love with him.