As I lay across him, with his fears and doubts boldly and intimately exposed before me, he asked me one simple question that had my mind spiraling, "What are you afraid of?"
I was caught off guard. For one, I wasn't afraid of anything. At that moment, I felt like there is no such thing as vulnerability. I was invincible.
But as he closes his eyes, as he drifted off to sleep, I knew clearly what I was afraid of. Living life without him.
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