Fear

I hope you are truthful to your self and us tonight and throughout this weekend.

I wish you would actually do some real, painful work on your self and figure out what you want. At least then it would help me either move on or find the courage to stay and hold your hand through the storm.

I don't want to think about it, what could happen, what you're doing.

I don't.

But I can't help wonder whether you realise how much fear and doubt you are causing me.

Perhaps I should turn the tables on you and make you realise what the consequences of your actions are on my love towards you.

Every time you do something that makes me feel afraid, it makes me want to shut my heart to you so you can stop hurting it.

I have so little courage now to keep us going alone. I need you with me, to help you and me and us weather this storm.