I am worrying.

I worry.

He is kind, he is thoughtful, he is considerate, he is sweet.

I’m worried.

He is smart, he is funny, he is calming, he is warmth.

I’m worried.

He is my best friend.

I’m more worried.

He sleeps next to me each night.

I’m MORE worried.

He’s promised me a lifetime.

I’m terrified.

What if he leaves? What if he walks away?

What if we fight all the time? What if we lose our romance?

What if..

What if I turn out like my parents; heartbroken.

 

I am worrying.