Scared of Beautiful

I’m scared you’ll let the distance get the best of us.

I’m scared that the “I love you’s” will stop.

I’m scared that the “I miss you’s” will disappear.

I’m scared you’ll find someone that lives closer to you.

I’m scared that the list of flaws you have about me will > me.

I trust you.

I trust us.

I’m scared.

I love you.

I miss you.

I hate the distance.

But no one can compare to you.

I’m scared of beautiful, but I wouldn’t want beautiful to be anyone but you.