Afraid

Maybe because I had already lived 8 years without him, I didn’t shed a tear. Some part of me was relieved.

I was afraid to see him.
That’s all I could think of.
I’m not afraid of what he’ll do to me,
I’m afraid of what I might do to him.

Maybe from that moment, it was meant to be, that or relationship would become like this.

I.J.G

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