There are moments when you’re afraid to say certain things. You’re afraid for your health, but reluctant to talk to your parents because they would think that you’re over exaggerating.
I might be. Having something weird in my head that’s creating an excruciating amount of pain worries me.
No one ever really wants to jump to conclusions. But it becomes so serious, you can’t help yourself. Not knowing if you will receive reciprocal fear is scary itself.
I might be exaggerating. But it’d be nice to stay on earth a little longer, you know?