The thought I have

This thought I have Should not we be scared of falling into each other’s arms because of love. I ama failing to disable this thought I have, and it keeps on replaying in my head. What will be of us when all is in the past. What will we do when we both lose trust. When all these emotions are dead When we now become impaired, Forgetting that we once cared, And lose all we had already prepared. Love and all that we once shared Destroyed and cannot be repaired. When we forget how it used to be before. Battling with our hearts which remain sore, having nothing left to explore. When it is no longer worth fighting for. Forgetting that it was once perfect, as we would now be battling with the effect.