Fear that I have already risked all for love and won't be able to do it again.
After spending so much time being bold and brave for love and giving it my all and getting seriously burned and scarred in the process, and then finding the person who truly loves me and treats me better than anyone else ever has but staying in the safety of my cave.
Not being brave at the right time for the right one. I'm usually very bold in all matters but the scars do indeed run very deep.
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Love consists in this, that two solitudes protect and touch and greet each other.
- Rainer Maria Rilke
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