I love too hard.

I totally thought I had things under control. The end of my relationship with my fiancé was hard, of course... but 8-9 months later I found myself terrified of love and letting someone in and yet at the same time all I wanted was to pull this new person as close as possible... To keep him and hold him and protect him from anything that could ever possibly hurt him... but I knew he didn't need it. He's a big boy and he can take care of himself, and he was hell bent on proving that even though I didn't want him to have to prove that... When you're in love with someone, you give them all of you. You open yourself up, point out the parts that hurt the most, and trust that they won't take a massive jab at them when things get rough.