A simple love

Why it is hard to accept love, and easy to sit afar and watch safely.

I have often been asked why I am greatly interested in the many different stories of love yet am so cold as to welcoming it into my life

This is my answer.. 

To stand bare in front of someone and let them see you for who you really are with acceptance, this is the greatest achievement of all. 

I cannot say I have, I have never come across this kindness in love others do. I have only met the hollow kind that is knowing nothing more, nothing deeper than what already is will follow, that what already has been was the end to a mislead hope. 

So in response my answer is simple. To be loved is great, however to be once loved and then forgotten is the cruelest of all. What do you do when they're gone? The demons of loneliness follow and they become your only company. 

And that a pain I don't know if I can pull through with.