I know this is trivial and stupid and childish. I know I'm weak and cowardly. I keep opening these wounds and I can't stop. I've never been this happy before and it scares me. I never told you this. It's too good to be true, this thing that we have. Why should my life be a fairytale ending? I'm not Cinderella or Snow White. I should be happy, I know. But these feelings are still here. I can't put them away. I don't know what to do. I'm confused and lost. Please help me. Please. I need you. I can't find you and I'm scared. You know what I'm scared of. I know there's no reason to be afraid, but it won't go away. I feel vulnerable and alone. I've been pushed down so many times and I can't find the strength to get back up again. Help me, protect me, be my savior. I need you and I can't do this alone. Help me to stand on my own two feet again.