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?????'s POV
I am afraid of love. All I have ever seen it do is hurt, and corrupt, and deceive. So I don't trust it. Now, don't get me wrong, I have had crushes. Felt the bright brush of infatuation upon my cheeks and in my chest. But I don't trust it, so I push it away, squash it deep down in my chest where it can't be seen. Convince myself it isn't there until I stop feeling it. I am not as naïve as I once was. I learnt my lesson. The hard way.
?????'s POV
I am so scared of not being loved. Never having someone who loves you unconditionally, irreversibly, just because you exist. I understand compromise and how to give and how to love. But no one has ever felt as intensely for me as I have for them. They make it all seem like an uphill struggle. Like a chore. Maybe I'm just hard to love.