Insanely paranoid. Or maybe not at all.
My heart is towards love and my head - constantly filled with paranoia - is afraid. It's afraid that once she lets herself fall for him, he won't have any to give. When it was there all this while - unused.
But she is either paranoid - or right. She could be insanely accurate that he really doesn't have anymore love to give just as she is ready to give her overwhelming supply away. He could suddenly realise that her heart is not worthy of him, and she's better off forgetting every moment, every memory. Every dream planned together. Every feeling, emotion that she had
felt for him. Everything.
Or maybe she's paranoid. She's paranoid that all of the above will happen. But it may never be that way. He could still be in love with her laugh, her eyes, her voice. He could still think about her all the while and pray to dream of her at night. He could still want to feel her there every second of his day. He may still love her.
It's all a scheme - first, let her know that you're interested. Second, make sure she thinks of you more and more everyday now that she knows she has a chance. Third, she's got to be really liking you. And finally, when everything seems so perfect for her - break her heart and tell her it's over. Ultimate Plan For Torture.
But it never really ends up that way, does it? Paranoia is not an exaggerated feeling of worry. It is a simple warning of a painful future - and she should listen to it. Before she gives her heart away to be destroyed.
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