i am so afraid.
i am afraid to give too much of me,
i am afraid of not knowing someone’s past and even more frightened to know what our future holds. i am the type of person who is always running. i found myself to be really good at walking away before everything gets too deep — even better at becoming curious once we are only for each other. i am so afraid of being stuck. the in-between. the middle. the unknown. all of it. i am not anyone’s type. i am not really sure i am the kind of person who anyone wants in longevity — and whenever i find myself in a situation that someone may hurt me, i protect myself. my heart. the only way i know how to — to leave. to figure out the in-between some more and to stop being afraid.