There is a fear
An absolute looming terror
Creating a shadow over my head
It sits like the monster under my bed
Its eyes yellow and slitted sneaking a peak at me every now and then
Pointy teeth threatening to show themselves
I quickly jump into my bed
My feet disappearing over the edge of the covers
Diving under the toasty sheets with the yellow glow of my lamp filtering through
What am I scared?
The bond breaking
What bond?
That bond that was formed exactly 8 months ago
The one which caused all the tears and the sadness 365 days ago.
What do you fear will happen?
That we will scatter and change too much
That when we see each other once again we will be strangers.
That we will only be held together by the strings of past memories.
But then I think as I snuggle under the quilt
Those strings of memory have to hold us together
The peals of laughter and the sweet melody of the songs that speak to you
Everything MUST hold us together.
It must.
It has to.
I hope.
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