Love is always a tiny leap into the unknown. You can keep your heart closed, walled off. And it will be calm. But it will not be tender. There will be no thrill. There will be no life to the fullest.

I am afraid to fall in love. I am afraid to make a mistake, to give a piece of myself to the wrong person. But even more I am afraid of never feeling how the heart beats madly from one look. When you laugh, and the world changes. When the night becomes shorter, because you want to talk until dawn.

Yes, it is a risk. But without it, there is silence. And I choose a heart that beats, even if it sometimes hurts.