Is it scary or is it not, giving your all to someone you only just met in the couple of years before. Is it strange or it is not, that you could fall madly in love with someone who was only a complete stranger in the couple of years before.

Time will only tell how much more I fall in love with you. Is it strange that I think of you while I'm living? Every moment, of every day. Every breath that reminds me I'm still alive on this earth, reminds me that I'm in love with you.

Its hard to tell someone you love them. To let them know they have every piece of you in them. It make you vulnerable, it leave you open. Perhaps that's why we tend to run away. Too afraid to get broken, so we break ourselves instead.