I live in fear every day that you’ll get bored of me and just up and leave, or you’ll realise that you can do better… I live in constant fear that you’ll realise you don’t need me anymore or never even needed me at all. I sometimes want to skip to the part where I push you away before you can break my heart…
I want to blame this on my anxiety, but I can’t, this is just my stupidity coming in.
I love you and I’m scared that you’ll stop loving me.
Scared that you’ll grow tired of my anxiety attacks and just can’t be fucked to try and calm me down anymore and just walk away, because that’s the easy way out. I’m surprised you haven’t yet…
It’s been five months and you haven’t grown tired of my now less frequent anxiety attacks…
I like to think that you’re the cure.
No one else can calm me down like you can.
That’s why I’m scared of you deciding you don’t want me anymore.
You’re like a night light brightening the room of a kid who’s afraid of the dark.
You’re the light to my dark and scary anxiety.
Please don’t go away.
Don’t leave me, no matter how lame and cliche-ey I am. Don’t leave me, no matter how stupid I can be. Please don’t leave me, no matter how weird and scary I can get.
People say I don’t know what love is so I apparently can’t tell you I love you, but I think love is defined how any different person sees it. And you make the nightmares go away and my sadness hide for cover and make my heart smile and sweat rainbows and unicorns, therefore I think I love you, Jason Daniel Paul