Philophobia

Philophobia

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I'm scared to begin For all I grasp are endings Back then I always discern Thy love will always end I'm scared to love thee For you are the sky And I'm just a bird who loves the clouds But completely terrified to fly I'm scared of the trap To fall in a vast of emotions To deal with shadows To be lost alone in the darkness I'm scared to love thee In the right time maybe When you're not chaos to my heart And I'm not a sad memory for your mind
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A voice asked. "You'll catch a cold, why didn't you take your jacket?" I spun around, and my eyes locked with Marcus's eyes. "Hey," I said, my voice a little trembling from the cold, and I wrapped my arms across my chest, my shoulders stiffening. I had not expected that it would be so cold. My fingers dug into my sleeves, and I shifted my weight from one foot to the other, trying not to shiver too obviously. Marcus didn't answer right away. He just looked at me for a second, then stepped forward. Silently, he slid off his jacket and placed it over my shoulders, and I ensnared it tighter around me immediately. It was still warm from his body. The inside smelled... citrusy?

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