My fear

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My fear is being alone, because my darkest memories are when I was lonely...

I've been left by so many people I can't stand it. And when someone so close leaves... I break down.

I break, and crumble, and I become nothing but a shard. And that's what I am right now...

A shard.

For a good two minutes I though she was leaving forever. I'm still crying even though I know I can talk to her. It's been almost fifteen minutes.

I hope I'm not clingy. But I have some gosh damn major anxiety issues. I can't stand being left anymore and I fucking hate it...

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