I’ve been trying to answer the question, ‘Why do you frighten me?’ and I’ve been getting nowhere fast.
I enjoy your company, I adore your face… your humour entertains me, your charm beguiles me. Talking with you is wonderful, learning about you and sharing with you feels just right. But not talking with you is also fabulous; walking hand in hand with few words spoken feels like I’ve found something I’d lost. No awkward silences, just happy ones.
Being close to you drives me to distraction, every single time… The thought of your touch before it happens thrills me. Every single time I see you I am bowled over again, and every day that I don’t see you, I miss you.
And there I have my answer. You don’t frighten me, missing you frightens me. I don’t ever want you not to be there.