TO LOVE

Love causes you the same fear that you get when you see a horror movie
With your hands covering your face, but seeing through the slits left by your fingers
You know that the scare will come, you prepare for what is coming, in a silly attempt not to scare you
But without realizing the fear is greater as you prepare, than what will last when the movie scares you
That is to love, to live with a fear that you can not control
That is to love, to live under the doubt that soon something can hurt you
That's love, a very intense game, where you have to learn to trust
Even knowing that they can hurt us
We can not deny ourselves before the sweet seduction of participating
This is love, one without guides, without tricks, without tutorial
Just give him PLAY and forward...