I went to a cafe to read a book and I must've fallen asleep because I saw a woman so beautiful she could've only been a dream.
We locked eyes for a moment but she quickly turned away, with her perfect imperfections I'm unworthy of her gaze.
I wish I had a magnet that could pull her close to me, or a charm, to convey the words I'm supposed to speak.
Instead I usually freeze, I can't relax, forget to breathe, if we had the chance to meet it wouldn't matter, not with me.
I'm a coward, I'm weak.
There's a part of life called love, and without this part I'm incomplete.
The reason is I'm scared.
I'm afraid of rejection and even if I face this fear I'm afraid of affection.
I avoid the connection to avoid the betrayal, sparing the risk of a life I don't know.
Because if I let her love me, and she left me...
I might not let her go.
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Dylan
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The Devil's Triangle
The sails ruffled in the breeze as we cruised along. The Sea Breeze was a mid-size catamaran that sailed out of Royal Naval Dockyard in Bermuda. We had booked this trip weeks in advance and were now looking at our Captain, Spike and two boat hands. Paddy and Wilson seemed like nice guys, joking around with the passengers and telling us some stories about Bermuda that only locals would know. Their island accents sounded almost British but they were pleasant to listen to.
By Barbara Gode Wiles2 days ago in Fiction
Comments (2)
This hits soft and real in the best way! The vulnerability carries it and that last line lands hard. I guess this isn’t just about “her”— it’s about learning to feel safe being loved at all. And that’s a braver journey than it looks.✨
"im afraid of rejection...and afraid of affection" painfully true -_-