Is it? Or will be all end up as tragic as any who succumbed wholly to it? Tragic a love as any, when we give ourselves wholly, it's... what is it?
Should we ever, ever trust so much in another individual as to give them access into our hearts, into our fears, in to our most vulnerable thoughts, moments and fears? Is it worth the possibility of them betraying your trust? Is it worth the possibility of having them break your heart into pieces, leaving you unwilling to ever trust again? Is opening up to anyone so wholly worth it at all?
Tristan and Isolde, Romeo and Juliet, Nicolas and Natalie to name a few. Complete and utter love. Complete and utter passion. Complete and utter tragedy. And they're the one's who claimed to be "true" to one another.
Why bother with any of it? You want to end up a tragedy? Want to end up with a broken heart? Want to pour your whole heart and soul out to someone just to have them tear your heart from your chest and crush it before your eyes? Why?
Am I going to bother anymore?
What do you think?
I have better things to do with my time.
In the end, we're all alone anyway. Might as well keep it that way to begin with. Go about your business, doing what needs to be done in your life, being happy with the things that you're doing. Love is a tricky, messy thing. Might as well avoid it at all costs.
What will I be doing that is better with my time?
You'll see.
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