"you know.. I have this thing.. My past.."
I furrowed my brows at the woman who's head was laying on my chest, did she want us to get deep, "oh yeah??"
"yeah I'm scared of getting close to someone because at some point they are either lying or they will leave."
I felt like s**t when I heard her say that. I swallowed, "why is that babe? Are you gay?"
She laughed, "you suck..." And then smiled, "Coz two of the most people I trusted in my life left me and now its like they never existed or I didn't to them.. So you somehow remind me of my past.. Because I'm scared.."
I brushed her hair away from her face, "wait.. I remind you of the people that left you?"
"I can't put my head around it, but having you here just.. I don't know, makes me feel something.. I mean I've had people around
