Flooded
If perfect love casts out all fear, then why are my fears the strongest when I love someone so deeply, almost so perfectly?
If you truly and fully love someone, how can you bear the pain when the day comes that each of you shall go your own separate ways?
Will I wake to a day when I will love without the fear of losing someone? Will I – acned, lanky and spiky hair and all – really wake to an actual day in the bounds of time without the gnawing fear of losing the people I deeply love?
And if this is not possible, could I live a life without loving at all?
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