I’ve always been scared of water, ever since i was a little kid.
The sea, storms, rivers, ponds, even the deep side of the pool.
As someone who was born in the desert, i guess it makes sense.
But 28 years have made me afraid of much scarier things.
So that fear got pushed to the bottom,
and it stopped ocuppying a place in my life.
until the night when i put my head on his chest
and instead of a heartbeat i heard the water flow.
Is that why i’m so scared of him?
So scared to love him?
As someone with a desert inside,
i guess it makes sense.
Still, despite the power water will give him over me i stayed.
As someone who is tired of being afraid.
I guess it makes sense.