When I'm with him...I'm thinking of you.

I'm scared. I'm afraid to fall, even though I know you'd catch me. For now. But what about later? What if you don't feel like putting up with me anymore, and you decide to leave? I know you said that you never would, that life without me would be worthless, but what if you're wrong? What if you find someone else. What if the same thing that happened with him happens to us? You've been my best friend since 7th grade. My stand partner, my "angel". Don't hurt me. I've been hurt enough.