The fear of forever.
Don't lie, its in all of us.
I caught myself thinking about next week, next month, next year and then, oh no..
If I've learned anything from my unfortunate life of dating, is that I shouldn't get stuck on a forever, because forever may never come.
I am deeply in love, that I will not lie, but to wish a forever on this one, I feel would bring it to its demise.
Shall I live life hoping all goes well, avoiding the expectation of forever?
Or do I hold on tight to the ideals that have stayed close to me for a long time; a forever will exist.
I only have my past to blame for the current fear settling into me.
But can you blame me?