Slowly but surely, I will fade into your background when a new one falls into place.
No matter how much I told myself that I have to be prepared, I will never be ready.

As this feeling draws closer, this feeling of fear gets stronger.
Into the dark I will go again.

Then comes the praying of hope that I will see light again.
All these have become familiar.
It's simply like re-visiting old friends you haven't seen in a while.

The time will come when the time comes.
You have me for the time being, as I've promised.
Do what you shall when the time comes for you.
These choices were made by me as well.

I shall sleep it off for now, worry another day.