Phases

Afraid. This wasn't always true of me or maybe it was. I was only 15 the first time. I was naive and shy. I never quite knew what to say or do, just fumbling through love. It was exciting, maybe even a little dumb, but I was all in.

Guarded. Although this time love seemed more grounded, I didn't trust it wholeheartedly. I loved with caution. Ironically, in the end, it wasn't enough caution.

Genuine. I wonder what it's like to be freely and safely in love? I imagine I would be healthy, embracing, and satisfied.