Tuesday, December 8, 2009


When you've had hands to hold most of your life, the thought of holding your own can be a scary one. I've had people whom I've taken for granted all my life, and even after realization, old habits don't die instantaneously.

The truth is I'm afraid of being alone. I am afraid to hold my own. I am afraid of being one less person loved. I am afraid of what I do not know. I am afraid that the walls might cave me in, and the silence deafen me.

But at the same time, I need to be alone. I need to know that I am all I need, and for that I don't need to need anymore.

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