What are you afraid of?

What are you afraid of?

I'm afraid of scorpions...

I'm afraid of regretting my life...

I'm afraid of not living to my own expectations...

I'm afraid of never feeling again the way I feel when I'm with you...


You make me feel things I haven't felt before

You make me see things I haven't seen before

You make me understand things I haven't understood before

You make me want things I don't want with most guys... 

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