Life is a bundle of joy, with baskets of sorrows. One day is steered for perfection with another filled with aches and woes. Although, there are many downfalls and upsets in people's lives, hopefully the sun shines at the end of the trail. Everyone is filled with fright and dread. My one true fear in life is to be alone. The horror in my life is to lose a companion. I get attached to people, for better or for worse, and literally cant put my life into perspective how it would be without my companion. Out of love, friendship, affection, or even fondness, I couldn't live. Death isn't necessarily the cause, a fear of someone not liking me, or someone phasing out of my life without an option would be ludicrous to my sense. It would feel as if a piece of me was taken without my self-will coming into play. For example, I often visit India for 2-3 months to stay with family and cousins. I get so attached that it becomes a daily routine. Eventually the time comes that I have to return, it's a complete breakdown of what took so long to build. Another crystal example would be of my ex-girlfriend and me. We had gone out for 2 years and it was a personal relationship that eventually crumbled. I realized that everything that goes up must come down, but is it me running away too quick of a relationship that took so long to build? Although people would think of it as a period in which everyone goes through after a breakup or after leaving family, its so much more to me. In the story, Faustus couldn't live with the fact that he was going to go into eternal damnation, and in my life's story, I am scared to live and love with this fear. People come, friendships are made, and girls are loved, but why do they go, why does it end, and why do they leave?
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