Fear

What am I afraid of?
That everyone after you will continuously be a rebound for me.
That being together would mean you were settling.
That I would never know all of you.
That I could never love anyone more than you.
That you have no idea what you do to me.
That I am stuck in a rut, with no belief to get me out.
That my pride will keep me there.
That I'll be alone.
That I like that idea more than being with someone and have them taken from me.
That saying things to make people feel better about me seems like a good thing, even if it's not right.
That someday I will look back and regret the decisions that I make.
That I know "all the answers" and don't want to use any of them.
That explaining won't help.
That communicating isn't the best way.
That being so sure is something that makes me so unsure.
That things that used to make the most sense now make none.
That I over think things.
That I don't think enough.
That I'll forget my way back.
That I'll never want to return.
That someone will know the real me.
That I will know the real me.
That I will be stuck in a constant cycle.
That everyone after you will continuously be a rebound for me.