Thantophobia

Thantophobia

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"And maybe I was just so afraid of losing you that I ended up pushing you away" He didn't know how to tell her that the mere thought of waking up and her not being there, of her not next to him or anyone, not being anywhere made him want to throw up. That the thought of her simply being gone made his head ache more than the thought of him being gone ever did. He didn't know how to tell her that the only reason he feared being dead himself now was the fear of leaving her. For death itself could never be as bad as losing her.
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