People always tell me I’m built to love but in true honesty I’m scared, scared to love, scared to love myself and scared to feel loved.
It’s a constant viscous circle.
It’s funny because a circle is unbreakable unlike my heart, my self worth and my spirit.
Even though I loved deeper, more soulfully than I ever loved before, all the while I was terrified of the feelings, of loving that person with flaws and all, for allowing him to love me and my flaws.
Was I ever worthy of his love?
Was he worthy of my love ?
Is anyone worthy of a love so incredibly deeply soulful?
Unanswerable questions, ones that run rings around my mind, at a trillion miles an hour.