There's Something In You I Believe In

There's that same old fear again, creeping back in, taking back a part of you that you had reclaimed. And you can't tell if the fear is because of exposure to the source, or if it's just back, because these things do come back and these things they are a part of you that is unchangeable. This fear that went away and cruelly came back, you remember it so clearly, and it's not something that you can describe to someone who hasn't felt it, but it is choking, it is struggling to breathe, it is trying really hard to describe it only to realise someone already has. The way that they describe it is beautiful, moving, and it's such an ugly thing but somehow it's beautiful, and you've always seen the beauty in the small things. And here is this great big beautiful thing being described that you have been longing to find words for, and here they are, these words that feel so close to you, this fear being described in a way that you can't forget. This fear being described in a way that makes you want to remember every single word for the rest of your life, because finally, someone has described this feeling, this choking, struggling feeling, and it is beautiful.