I never thought I would like anyone ever again.

Because I was the one no one talked to.

Because I was that one person, always far away from others.

Because I never wanted to get hurt again.

Because, loving others would just hurt me.

Because they were meant to be gone.

But not until he came.

Because of him, I found out what love really meant.

Because of him, I wasn't scared to love. Or was I?