Fear would be a more precise term. How has that moment altered the way I am going to percieve her? Will she still be the angelic little darling that I have grown to love or will she now be merely...well, heck, human I guess. I fear that in that moment I have seen through the image that I have created of her and touched on reality for a brief instant. Now she stands there, laid bare...with all her imperfections readily apparent. Will that change how I feel about her? Unfortunately, yes, it probably will. And I don't want that to happen. |