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.
