Love is the best and the worst,
The most predictable and unpredictable,
The greatest feeling and yet the most disappointing,
The limitless and limiting,
The most reliable and still uncertain,
The thing I want but am so afraid of.
But beyond all that, you are the strongest and weakest with it.
And I’m afraid of the weaknesses—the vulnerability.
The heartbreak—that’s inevitable, isn’t it?
Hearts break, that’s the nature of love.
Ded. Love
