Everyone says how they’re afraid of it, but I don’t understand why. I mean, sure, i understand that people are hurt that they’ll get hurt, which I get, because I’m afraid of that also.

I’m terrified, that if I fall in love that I’ll get hurt, and just end up a mess again. People do crazy things when they’re in love. But, when you think about it, it’s not love itself we’re afraid of, it’s the thought of loving someone who doesn’t care enough to love you back, doesn’t care enough to treat you the way you deserve to me treated. We all fear being hurt, I don’t know one person who enjoys it.
But, how can we be afraid of sharing something amazing. Because, when you really do think about it, if we’re getting hurt, and not recieving it back, would mean, that it’s not really love.

Because, love - in my opinion - is something you share with someone. Something that no one can even try and explain. It’s not just the war fuzzy feelings, it’s when someone would die for you, and you for them. It’s when you feel a huge amount of resbonsibilty for them. When you miss them before they even leave, not just that though, but when you know, that you know, that you know, they’re the one you’re going to spend the rest of your life with.
When you know they’re the one you want to see come walking through the door every night after work, while you’ve cooked dinner, and taken care of your kids. When you already love your kids, because not only are they yours, but they’re theirs aswell.

When you know you would do anything for them, when you would take care of them, if they were ever in an accident, and when they’re old.
When, even when they’re sick, you love them with all your heart, and to you they’re the most beautiful thing in the world.

So, back to my point, how could anyone fear that? Fear happiness? It’s not love we fear, it’s people we’re afraid of. We fear the pain that could be caused, if anything ever goes wrong.