Fear of Lost Time

I am not afraid of loneliness. I am afraid of the time lost on the wrong people. That’s what's scary, thinking that you are loved, that this is your person, that there is a shared future... And then... suddenly... the person is a stranger, no feelings, no closeness. But you get used to it, you hope. You make plans... And everything collapses in an instant... And everything starts over... I would be ready to give my all, to the very last drop, if only I knew it was forever, and not just one line out of an entire novel...