Truth Be Told

I've always known that love is caring. Although, I never knew love was passionate, all consuming, this burning desire deep in the pit of your stomach. But love is also blind, devastating, & most of all, dangerous. Love can be fatal.

If I'd know this beforehand, I would have likely avoided it at all costs. But, now that I've found it, without it I'm lonely, miserable, filled with this unbearable pain in my heart. The only way to mend up what's been broken, is to have you fill it again. I can't chance that. I won't.

Love is tragic.

Truth be told, I'm scared of love.

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I ran. As fast and as far as my legs could carry me. This was life or death. For real. Trust me, I tried pinching myself a couple of times just to be absolutely positive that this wasn't just some illusion my mind conjured up. This is something I could only dream of avoiding. This was a nightmare. Totally and utterly devastating. I would never wish this upon a person. But this was my life. On the run.

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