I’m not afraid to show my feelings, even though it makes me vulnerable. I’m not afraid to say I love you, even though you can’t say the same to me. I’m not afraid to be yours, even though you will never be mine. True love has no boundaries and no restrictions. True love is what I feel towards you.

I’m not used to being vulnerable. But with you by my side, I want to be soft and weak, because I know that you will always have my back. You are my protector. My greatest man on Earth. I love you endlessly, honey.

Lately, I have not seen so much of you and it makes me feel so lonely, weak and vulnerable.

Opening yourself up to making mistakes and being vulnerable is what makes it beautiful and special with the person you love.

To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable.

Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up.