It took about a year and a half for me to develop a fear of “her” and it was not a fear of rejection but a fear of what this love would bring me which was nothing but more fear. Time is not on my side; it is a pair of platinum stiletto heels that continues to stomp on my heart out of memory.
~Chronomentrophobia… About HER Don’t I Wish?~
~Chronomentrophobia… About HER Don’t I Wish?~
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