The season of break-ups

I've been hearing too many break-ups.. too many problematic relationships of my friends... and the knowledge of it all keeps me.. well, a little bit afraid to fully fall, to fully love. My wall has always been high, up and mighty. And now, though I want it to crumble to the ground, I find myself wanting to keep it just the way it is... still a towering beast. Only you know my fear. I believe I'm afraid. I found something so dear to me. Something I want to keep for a long time. Something worth caring for and cuddling like a little innocent baby..

And now, all this talk about break-ups make me fear for the baby I'm caring for...

And thinking whether or not I should actually nurture and have it.

It's true, you can never lose something you never had.

Although I somehow fear, I also would like to say that if I were to choose - I'd choose... I'd choose to destroy the wall. To keep loving and caring for a delicate baby.. a delicate relationship. I'll keep holding on to this beautiful gift I have. I'm happy that he's also holding on to me.

They say love is similar to falling. I guess it's true. It makes you feel so scared and it makes you want to keep flying, never hitting the ground.