For starters, I am terrified of the fact that things grow old fast, that the things that kept you hooked for the longest time can turn out mundane and dragging in an instant, that nothing within me can no longer keep us from drifting apart. I am just plain scared to lose somebody I have come to be ridiculously comfortable with; that you will develop a deep level of inclination on wasting time with someone else. The fact that nothing is certain frightens me; that one day on your way home you will realize and embrace the things you were unsure of. This occasional paranoia, this is not healthy and I definitely do not need this, but I am afraid that someday I might have no choice but to do without you.