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I worry daily. She always creeps into my mind and I worry, about her. What she's been up to, what she's thinking, and how she is. How I could help, if she'd just let me. We could make it together, we could be there for each other. Sometimes, letting someone in means also letting them help, even with the bad parts. I want to be that person, for her.
However I fear that is no longer my place. That I'm not good enough, which scares me. I'm usually so confident with most everything but when it comes to her, it just crumbles away. I'm scared a "prettier looking guy" will come along or somebody else from her past and that she'll be lost forever. I hate worrying but I'm scared.