Fear

Sometimes, I’m too scared to say that I’m really happy for fear that it will be the pinprick that will burst my bubble or the jolt that will wake me from my dream. Life regularly isn’t fair. It’s taught me to be somewhat cynical. I still dream, though at times one wonders if it’s worth it.

So if you don’t hear the words, don’t think they’re not there. Just pray my bubble doesn’t burst and my dream doesn’t end. 🙂

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