I have found that the possibilities in life are endless. There are never any true dead ends. One harsh ending can lead to one beautiful beginning. We are always so afraid, to leap, to take chances. We are so afraid to love the wrong person. Why? Every chance, or failed attempt is a drop of courage that we absorb into our character that begins to grow mighty. Our faith will be strengthened through every trial. Even if that love you gave wasn’t reciprocated, wasn’t appreciated, at least you let yourself feel. Nothing great in life comes out of numbing yourself to the emotion of being human. Loving and expression is what makes humanity. Fear not the spoils of love, fear the monotony of life without it.