She wanted to so badly, but there were so many risks involved; would she regret it, were they really right for each other, would he break her heart, and most importantly: would he love her back?
She told herself, what was life without taking risks, but the
fear was overwhelming. She put it down to previous experiences, particularly
last time when she was dumped for being too emotional – oh and the time before
that for being too insecure. If she fell this time there was no one to catch
her, there was a chance she might go splat on the pavement.
She looked at him as he walked into the kitchen, rubbing his
sleep ruffled hair, grinning at her as she proffered a cup of tea she’d just
made; she had to risk it, she really did, and hopefully they would fall together
and float down with a soft, gentle landing.
i like the way you ended it, nice piece
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