I am afraid of many things.
I am afraid of the dark. I am afraid of cockroaches and butterflies. I am afraid of falling behind, of failing a class. I am afraid of losing things. I am afraid of commitment. I am afraid of love. I am afraid of the future. I am afraid of my career. I am afraid of marriage.
When walking to my house at night, I am afraid. Is someone watching me? Will someone take me? Will I get hurt?
I’ve become so caught up in other things, will I pass this class?
I’ve known you for so long. I love you. But do I want this forever?
Trust me, I know what love is. But how real is it? Do I have it? Am I loved?
Tomorrow is not a promise. And that scares me enough.
Don’t judge me. I fear many things.