“Why are you punishing me for something I didn’t do?”, I ask. You’re just standing there, at a loss for words. You’re suffocating me and your anxiety is driving both of us mad – it’s driving me mad for I never gave you a reason to doubt me and you feel crazy because you can’t trust me. I never lied to you, I’ve always loved and respected you and I know you feel the same way. So why is it so hard?

Are you scared, timid, careful, fearful or distrustful when it comes to love? Or are you the crazy, greedy or possessive type? Can you love freely, fiercely? Can you hope for the best?