what scares me most while living isn’t dying… but losing the love that keeps me living. The love that keeps giving. The kind that reminds me why I tried hard to get it. I never gave in when it got hard. Love isn’t just a word. In this case, love is an idea. Love is a person. Love is what keeps me sane. Not just any love, but the kind you give to me. The happiness you bring. The other half of my heart I’ve been missing. Your love grows on me every day. To lose it scares me. I cherish it. We had our share of crossfires; we always ended up back where we started. I hate fighting; it’s like I lose
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