My fear and jealousy will tear us apart

Im only 18

And i have already found my deepest fear

My worst nightmare 

And i know that it will probably change as the time goes by 

But now here it is 

Fear that in the end

You will choose her over me 

That you will find out that ur much more happier with her than you are by my side  

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