This Is All Of Me

I’m scared. I’m scared that I’m falling head over heels for someone. Someone who may not reciprocate those feelings. I’m scared of rejection and that’s what I fear the most. Everything this person says or does makes me fall a little more and I’m in trouble. I’ve become an addict. I crave their attention like a drug. No one has made me smile or laugh so much. My previous abusive relationship had none of this. I’m broken, anxious, and depressed. There’s a tumultuous sea beneath the calm surface and it was a breath of fresh air when he was there with a hand held out to bring me back to the light. I feel crazy for having all these thoughts swirl in my head and am scared they aren’t mutual; these feelings I mean. It’s nice to have someone who’s there for you at your darkest hour. I’m tired of being that person who’s always there for someone and it’s nice to have someone there, to drag you through the murky depths towards sunlight. I’m falling in love and so scared of rejection. I hope this becomes something more than casual flirting because I’ve never met such a beautiful soul filled with light and hope behind such a facade. I see through that person’s darkness and see who hides here. Just thinking of this person makes me giddy and happy inside. This has been one long and scatter brained post but it’s what’s circulating inside my head.