The Index Card Diaries: Entry 15

The ambient lighting and fear of loneliness feels familiar, like my childhood blankets.  I look at him sleeping and wonder if he has matching insecurities, if the cycle will repeat, if my theories on life are all accurate.  He awakens and smiles at me.  I shove my fears back under the covers.

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