And I think my biggest fear is that one day I’ll wake up and realize it was never real.
That it was too good to be true.
That I went and did it again.
Falling for the wrong guy.
That I will wake up and I won’t have my best friend anymore.
That it was all in my head.
That I should have known better.
Because how can this be?
How could I have finally found you?
How can it be as good as it is?
Because I don’t think I could bear to know that this wasn’t real.
That I was just imagining things.
Because I’m afraid that I will never feel this way again.
Because I jumped. Without hesitation. Without even thinking.
I just jumped.
And maybe it’s not that my biggest fear is falling too hard.
It’s that you won’t be there to catch me.
And if I’ve learned anything, it’s that I need you to catch me.