_I would like to love you, I think I could be good at it._

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“I don't know what to say.”

My hand moved to scratch my beard. I lifted my heel in a dance as I opened and closed my hand slowly with** **the rhythm of my foot.

“I love you. _But your powers are too strong_..they scare me.” she winced, moving her head so she wasn't looking directly at me.

_I'm not going to hurt you. _

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“I’m not…”

The words wouldn't come, the saliva in my mouth thickened and I swallowed.

“I’m not-”

“-they scare me.” She got up from the table and quickly walked out of the restaurant.

A breath I had been holding in escaped me and I shivered. The loud chatters of the restaurant-goers suddenly came into focus and the ground beneath us shook. Their chatters became shrill screams now dancing with the rhythm of my heartbeat.