NIKE JANCO

Since a young age, I've experienced all these wrongdoings. 

At the age of 5, I was 15.

At the age of 15, I was 20. 

Everyone I've met starts assuming that I don't need support or comfort because I'm fine

but in reality, I tend to think of how much time I'm wasting, how no one really cares for me.

I've never met anyone who truly cared for me, every act of kindness just felt like a competition depending on how much you're pitied.

That all changed when I met this wonderful guy, he was beautiful.

Dopey eyes

Slightly big nose

A sincere smile and a big heart.

He was always moody, not in a distasteful way.

He was like me, he would think too much, his thoughts took up most of what he did

all he ever felt was that he wasn't going to accomplish anything.

We were in fear of dying without anyone remembering us, without being a useful part of society.

Having him in my life was pretty surreal. 

We would take up eachothers time, we would forget, we would remember, we would try to scare ourselves with our own thoughts.

We aren't really friends, he's definitely not my friend.

He is more than that, he knew my thoughts and my emotions, something no one knows.

I barely know. 

My biggest fear is when he goes away to get more in depth with what he wants to do with his life.

What if he leaves me? 

What if he doesn't even remember me anymore?

Will we still comfort eachother ?

We haven't separated just yet, hopefully we don't for a long time because my biggest fear is losing the person I have loved for 7 years.

My biggest fear is losing myself ...