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https://soundcloud.com/leys/love-letterMy dear beloved.I fear love as I fear you.Through my laughter, I can hide what bothers me.Not always.Sometimes I laugh because I laugh.I cried when you left.I cried so hard.I cried 'til no tears were left to cry.And I hated love.I felt empty and wo.Betrayed and used.I felt abandoned and useless.All felt useless and unworthy.It was then, that I closed all doors to my heart.I closed them and I laughed, but I did not really laugh.After a while, I started to feel joy again.I discovered music again and I wrote.I wrote so much.And all the while I hoped to never see you again,Because seeing you meant to feel again your touch.I will never forget how we sat in perfectSilence, listening to bad musicians trying to be funny.And we said nothing, and just held each other.I shall never forget that.It was then that I knew that, a part of me belonged to you forever.And I could not say what part it was.It wasn't my body, and it was more than my heart.Some would call it magic, others love.I don't know how you call it.I don't know what it was, but I could have sat there forever.And now, I'm coming back.Although it was you who left.But I'm coming.And I fear love.I fear love, because more than love, I fear rejection.I fear rejection and abandonement, and blame, guilt or addiction.To not be touched.To not be loved.That is what I fear.Yes, I fear to not be loved.In fact, to fear to not be lovedBelongs to love, because love is so delicate.It disappears if yo نگاه شاپرک...