(no subject)
i could write you an entire book and it would never be enough. or it would be too much, it would over simplify everything that can never be put into words.
i could fear everything. or fear nothing and take away from the sincerity and beauty, the preciousness, the sacredness of all that i know.
i could laugh, cry, talk, swing, spin, dance, smile...live beside you. and it would never make up for this feeling.
i guess i'm trying to tell you i'm scared of having what i want.
no, not really.
i think i'm just scared of losing it.
i could fear everything. or fear nothing and take away from the sincerity and beauty, the preciousness, the sacredness of all that i know.
i could laugh, cry, talk, swing, spin, dance, smile...live beside you. and it would never make up for this feeling.
i guess i'm trying to tell you i'm scared of having what i want.
no, not really.
i think i'm just scared of losing it.