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How Can That Be?

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By Briana BookerPublished 7 years ago 1 min read
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Oh no! It’s inevitable. How can that be?

“Well, honey, see you cannot stop it.

It will happen sooner or later.” Said she.

I would rather it happen later rather than sooner

Who wants that? Definitely not me.

I have heard a lot about the hurt and pain.

The way it just crawls into your body.

Latching onto you, even when you resist it so.

It’s kind of like arachnophobia

When you see, think about, spiders

Freezing, fainting, even crying and screaming

Except you see that fear. This fear

Is unseen but a true feeling.

How can that be when you love it so?

Love seeing, hearing, maybe even tasting it.

If one can taste it. Ice cream!

You can taste ice cream. This taste is just like that.

You fear it, experiencing and falling for it.

Dreading the day that it happens to you. Maybe it will never

Happen to you. Maybe.

Desiring this trepidation. How can that be?

“Don’t fear it,” she said. “embrace it”

Embrace it?

This is even worse. It provokes, generates,

Impossible feelings inside. Both good,

But bad, oh so bad.

But my real question, Mother, is what I have been asking…

How can that be?

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