Fear

So, at the end it all comes to fear. Not fear to fall in love itself, but to suffer or fail. To fall in love with the wrong person, at the wrong time, in wrong circumstances, for the wrong reasons.

Fear to give up our independence, our dreams (sometimes), to give in, being vulnerable and to regret the decisions we've made. We are appreciated by others, but nobody wants to be left aside or in a second place.

Fear to get bored, or even worse, to get used to a situation, a person, a lifestyle, to get involve in an endless ciclic rutine, be powerless or lose control of the situation, of yourself. To be alone or to commit yourself to something, to someone? Which one is going to be?

We are aware that love doesn't last forever, but it feels like heaven while it last. Waking up and face the reality after, is hard, but there's only one life and not always gives us second chances. Then, what are we so afraid of?

It's hard to fix a heart that's broken...but a life without love is not worth living.