I have found the more times I love, the more times I get hurt. Each time I have allowed myself to love deeply, there has been so much pain, anger, tears, and heartache. But there has also been joy, laughter, companionship, and lessons. So many lessons! I can't allow myself to be jaded. I don't want to close myself off to it. Love is scary. Any emotion that carries that much weight and power with it can be scary. With all the greatness love brings, the potential for an equal amount of pain is always lingering. But can I justify choosing safety over pure magic? Not if I want to experience life in all of its glorious colors.