In the deepest darkest chambers of my weary heart, where the waterfall flowing with hope has long dried up, I allow the small rivets of fear worm their way in. I let the overwhelming, impossibly insistent fear access to the most precious organ I have. I permit fear to rule over my head and take control of my heart like a captain controls his ship. And that fear is, I hear you ask.
That fear is that surrounded my billions of well-meaning, heart-felt albeit busy human beings, I will always in one form or another, physically, mentally or psychologically, be alone. And the fear roots me to my spot in life paralysed and frozen unwilling to take an extra step towards anything in the future. I fear and I falter.
I don't want to be alone. Not anymore. I just want someone to replace the fear with warmth.
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