#328.

'So what is it you're scared of?' I could feel the warmth from the soft gaze he held me in. I knew at that point that I couldn't say it. I couldn't tell him that I felt as if I was inferior to every other person he knows, or ever will know for that matter. I couldn't tell the truth.
But that's just it. I couldn't lie either. Taking into account everything we'd said and been through, there was no logic reason I could find to lie to him.
'I'm scared of losing you.' Compromise. Not the complete truth, yet still miles away from a lie. Though he knew me well enough to know that wasn't the bulk of it. 'Whatever it is, just know that I love you. I love you more than you think I do. There's not much else I can say, asides from that. Well, and that I'll never leave you.'
I guess I can say that 'that doesn't solve the puzzle'. But it does put my mind at ease. Your words flipped over all the pieces so I can see them.

Wow, okay it's like nine thirty in the morning and I'm awake on the summer holidays. Oh, my dad is heading to Vietnam today, and hell this is a boring post.




LOL THAT REMINDS ME OF YOU AND A SINGING ROCKETEER AHAHAHA.

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