I guess we lose ourselves.

Sometimes.

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Sometimes we forget why

And I’m scared.

I’m scared of losing people.

Death scares me.

Very very much.

I keep finding myself crying in the darkness because of fear.

I don’t want it to happen.

Please?

I think music soothes.

But music will not be the same without you.

Because you’re my teacher. And you believed  in me even more than my parents.

Please be fine.

Please.