Fear is defined as the possibility of having one's heart broken in a million pieces.
How did you two meet? A question we've been asked countlessly these past few days. Such a simple question without a simple answer. Because as I search my mind for the story it always finds the answer that I have loved him for as long as I have known him. How can that be simple when we have lived our separate lives all these years? How can my heart want something it might never have?
The answer is this. He is here now. He has crossed the boundaries between what keeps my life safe from that what if and that possibility of what could make me happy. My guards are down, I am vulnerable and he is possibly clueless. So I am trapped in my own web, with my own poison and by my own heart.
