North Star

I woke up feeling like the world was closing in on me. The silent specter crept into my thoughts. Every little thing seemed to be a sign. Oh, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was amiss. My guiding star seemed to be slipping from my grasp.

Was it my fault?
In my eagerness to hold onto love,
had I inadvertently pushed you away?
These questions pricked at my soul.

I'm a mess. Pacing back and forth. Every text, every call, every glance was scrutinized under a microscope.

When you knocked on my door, the lines of concern etched upon your brow, contrasted starkly with the playful twinkle in your eyes. You sat down beside me. Gentle words and reassuring touch. You strove so hard to dispel the clouds that had been looming over me, reminding me of the steadfast love that has always been our North Star. You said we're happy, we're in love, and there's no need to worry.

I know you love me, and I love you. I know I'm being irrational, but it’s hard not to feel this way. I tried to listen, but my mind was racing. Gosh, I'm so terrified of losing you. It's as if I'm standing on the precipice of a cliff, one misstep away from falling into the abyss.

But then you suggested we go out, have fun, and just enjoy each other's company. I hesitated. But somehow, something in your eyes convinced me.

And so we did. We spent the afternoon wandering through the park. The sunlight dappling our faces like golden confetti. As we sat on a bench, watching the world go by, I felt a sense of peace wash over me. For the first time in a long time, my heart was truly at ease. The darkness that had clouded my mind seemed to lift, revealing a sky filled with stars.

And that's when it hit me. I was stressing too much. This love is perfect. We're happy, we're in love, and there's no need to doubt it.

Maybe I just need to trust more. To let go of the fear. To believe that our love is strong enough to brave any tempest. It would endure, shining brightly through the darkest of nights.

Until then, I'll hold onto your hand tightly, hoping that it will be enough to keep me from drifting away.

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