Not Just Fear

I can feel it, you know?
The fear.
Only that it isn’t just fear.
It’s everything.

And like everything, it starts from the heart.
It starts from within, it starts from the center –
Branching out through all the different veins.
I feel it. I feel it.

Its the small twitch of a finger, the tiny hint of doubt.
The haunting that maybe everything wasn’t even the slightest bit

Of enough.

A small part of me would like to think that whatever happens.. there will be a way. But thats only a small part of me.



“I love you.”

Say it after.
After all has been proven.

Say it then.
Then everything turns real.

Say it well.
Well enough to understand just how much they matter.

Say ‘I love you’.

I love you, I do.


I don’t know if I believe in love anymore. But I’d like to.