Random rants

love

I love him.

I don't know why.

I shouldn't love him.

but I do.

he's everything I want and more.

he's cute.

he's nice.

he's funny.

he's tall.

he's talented.

he's just wonderful.

but I cant help but be scared.

almost every time I've loved someone I've gotten hurt.

they leave.

they lie.

they scream.

they cry.

I hate love.

I hate being in love.

I want to love him.

but I don't want to allow myself.

I don't want to risk being hurt again.

I know I will.

but I don't want to.

its a risk I don't want to take.

it scares the hell out of me.

love scares me.

its sad.

he makes me all warm.

he gives me butterfly's.

and I really love him for it.

A/N: this is about a guy that I really like he's on marching band with me and he plays the trombone.