And reality came along.

This is killing me. Knowing that I have a deadline. And if I wanna do something, now it's the time because in a few days it will be too late. But do what? What can I do to change things? I can't think of anything. Or rather, I can, I just don't have the courage to do it.
This is too hard. I just met you, I'm not ready to let this go. Whatever this is... I'm not ready to walk away.
The idea of you leaving terrifies me, scares me.

It is said it's a good thing to be scared. It means you still have something to lose.

I'm talking non-sense, I think.