she feared him. not in
a physical sense, but
what he might represent.
he could be what she
dreamed of, or the thing
that might destroy the
last bit of hope she had
managed to save.
it's under the protection
of the survival instinct
when it's about to run out,
just as if it was food or
water, we become protective
of that which we cannot
replace.
~JmStorm
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