A/N: I do not own FMA.

This is a short ramble of Ed.

Fears

By: Liezl Freia aka atrophy7

Fears.
Make people human.
I am human.
I have fears.
One of which.
Is loneliness.
Broken hearts.

Then again.
Nobody.
Ever gave a damn.
Nobody bothered.
To receive a heart.
Throbbing. Hopeful.
Inviting.
Nobody took it.
Even as it was served.
Willingly.
In a platter.

I'm scared.
I have no love life.
No experience.
Whatsoever.
Always the outsider.
The watcher.
Bridge.
Adviser. (Ironic).
Friend.

Never the lover.
Or.
Special someone.
No.

Never.
The fear.
Of a life without love.
Of growing old.
Alone.
Frail.
Unfulfilled.
I'm scared.

I dream.
Not of perfection.
Ignore fairy tales.
Shun the drama.
Just love.
No more. No less.
Just someone.
To love me.
For me to love.

This fear.
It doesn't even matter.
If I get hurt.
Just one experience.
Just one chance.
I'm numb. Already.
I'm hopeless.
I'm unexpectant.
Already.
I don't really care.
Fear does that to you.

Fears.
Make people human.
I'm afraid.
It makes me human.
Right?
But then.
What human am I.
Without love?

I'm scared.
This fear.
I'm scared.

Roy's answer will follow. And perhaps a story. Bribe me.