That I’ll screw this up, that I’ve opened myself up too much too fast, that I care to much, that I’ll get annoying, that when this year ends so will all my friendships in general, that I’ll end up hurting you, that I’ll screw this up, that I won’t be as charming as you think I am, that I’ll end up thinking too much, that since I miss you so much now it could be so much worse later, that I’ll screw this up, of love, of reaching out to you too much, of holding back, of jumping, of you, of them, of now, for later, of being too laid back, of going crazy, that I am so crazy for you, and that I miss you this frickin much when it’s only been one day!!!!!