You’re not scared of the dark.
You’re scared of what’s in it.

You’re not afraid of heights.
You’re afraid of falling.

You’re not afraid of the people around you.
You’re just afraid of rejection.

You’re not afraid to love.
You’re just afraid of not being loved back.

You’re not afraid to let go.
You’re just afraid to accept the reality that he’s gone.

You’re not afraid to try again.
You’re just afraid of getting hurt for the same reason.