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I Am Not Afraid

I'm drunk. I should be sleeping. I've run out of people who are online this late to talk to. My eyelids are heavy. My bed is comfortable and has a warm body to cuddle up to. Sleep would come easily, I'm sure, if I let it.

Before I go, though, I want to state loud and clear that I know I'm going to get my heart broken. I know that my love is neither needed nor will it be reciprocated. I know that my feelings are ultimately of no serious concern to those whom I have such affection for. I am aware of this. I am neither blind, nor a fool. Do not take me as such. I am not a man of high hopes or lofty expectations, merely a man of passion who does not fear the price I will have to pay for giving the gift of my heartfelt adoration.

I will hurt. I know this. I've always known this. I love anyway. I love with a heart held together by duct tape and chewing gum, so many times it has been dashed upon the rocks of apathy and rejection.

I love anyway. I am not afraid to love. I am not afraid to live. I am not afraid to be.