What is your greatest fear?
Heights? Clowns? The dark?
I’ve found a new fear, one that’s continually eating away at my brain; losing.
Not like a game, a final score that utterly destroys school spirit.
I mean losing a human, losing a love, losing something you thought you’d always have for the rest of your life.
Losing even when you’re fighting against it.
The thought of it terrifies me. Do I fall too easy? Was it all masked by naivety because I couldn’t believe someone so good was happening to me? I don’t know.
All I really know is that I don’t want to lose this one.