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It was so different, you see; your smile, your welcoming arms, your warmth.

When you held me in your arms you offered me love in its purest, unconditional form. Your very presence demonstrated trust, your kind words heartened my soul.

I love you, but I’m not used to receiving affection like that. Not anymore.

It scares me.

That’s why I backed away. That’s the reason my messages became one word answers.

So here’s what I want from you my darling: take my hand, hold it tight.

Show me there’s nothing to be afraid of.

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