What is love really about? I thought love was all about being happy and having somebody by your side through the good the bad and the sad times you have, I was shockingly misunderstood when I thought I had found my first true love I was happy and I felt like I was in love; as the relationship went on the less I become in love I felt like I was in a marriage I couldn't escape from, auguring everyday fighting over little things and having the since I was a bad person? How I am a bad person when I was actually the faithful one and did nothing wrong and yet you can accuse me and say I hurt you by cheating on you and lying to you? That is why I'm very scared and nervous to give my heart to someone and tell them I love them, you can tell me you love me but deep inside I am nervous and self conceded that I'm going to be hurt deep inside again. That is what Love is really about.
