I hate being afraid, I despise it more than just about anything. Fear is ugly and selfish and takes what it wants. But for you I would live in fear, fear of losing myself in a moment of pure wanting. Fear of losing the hope that one day you will be able to see my soul and recognize it as the mirror to your own. Fear that you will never truly know how much I love the best and worst parts of you. Fear that you will not and can not love me in the emotional and physical. Living everyday with the fear that when you are laying deep inside the warmest part of me, even then you won’t truly belong to me. But for you I will live these everyday…