bête noire, n.
"What are you most afraid of?" I asked.
After a dramatic pause, totally serious, you uttered, "To fall inlove with you."
I smiled even though I didn't feel like smiling.
I wanted to tell you: "Hey, I am ready to be the good guy. I can be. I will be. You can love me now. Fall for me. I'll catch you, definitely." but I didn't. I couldn't.
"You, what are you most afraid of?" you asked.
I looked at you and answered, "Thantophobia." then you smiled.
