You scare me Mat, if you become a memory, you will have outlasted me. Which means I will hang on to you ever step of the way. If i fail to commit to you, you shall be a forgotten story. You happened when I least expected it, you happened when i most wished it. Now you are my boundless wish. I am afraid to face the day when I will miss you. Scared of the morning sun that brings you to me as my first thought, intimidated by the nights when my last though will be of you. And between the finitness of this day and night there shall exist an empty infinity, only to be filled by the thoughts of you.
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