What’s looking for love?

Sometimes I feel that looking for love means looking to pour the best of who you are into someone who is fully aware of the importance and uniqueness of such a courageous act of openess and knows how to receive it, respond to it, protect it and multiply it.

But a question terrors me at times: what if I meet that incredible beautiful someone and realize that the best of who I am is lost into people who just consumed it? What if I end up at the feet of that someone having nothing left but hope? 

It terrors me because in such very possible scenario that someone should be fearless enough to love me first.