Isn’t it frightening to meet someone for the first time, and just then the two of you click?
Of course, it’s fun. It’s a wonderful feeling that you didn’t have to adjust too much to be friends with that person. But, you prepare to open your world, to release the urge to trust people and be the open book you really are.
You think of it as something that happened to you many months ago, or years, maybe. You open your world to people, let them in, let them know your fears, the things you love, the things that make you happy. Then you lose them. You lose the connection you swore you’d never lose.
And so you’re scared to trust again.
But here you go. Barging into my life as if you’re someone I’ve always longed to know. I open my world, let you in, and we reveal our fears and dreams to each other. It frightens me, yet amazes me how you have that effect on me. We are two oceans meeting somewhere in that vast surrounding; we are two mountains connected by our common ground; we are two people, resisting the thought of having someone to carry our hopes, yet we begin getting there.
There is no regret. There is a bit of fear, but we will overcome.