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Fear. Bother. Worry.

I bother about the other “yous”.
You know…
The you that you are with them
The you that you are with the different “shes”
The you that you get to be when you are not with me
I bother about you getting settled into being a certain way with me

Not every time baby boy some times lover
Not everytime bae sometimes father
Not everytime paddy sometimes friend
Not everytime brother sometimes babyboo
Not everytime trouble shooter sometimes goofball
Not every time boyfriend sometimes toaster
Not everytime forever sometimes now

Then I wonder why I bother
Bother has never and never will do much
It won’t change the fact that trust is a must-do
It has never changed anything not even the tomorrow’s weather
If only it burnt fat it would really be useful for something
So I stop myself and write about bother
And avoid the use of “fear” and “worry”
Because we all know they are bad abi?
See what I did there? Yes.

P. S. : Don’t get comfortable doing something you know you shouldn’t be doing by calling it another name. Cease and Desist.

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