I'm afraid of love.

I'm not even sure, actually, if I believe in it anymore. I think I just assume in it, but... I've only been in love once, and it was seven years ago. How often are people supposed to fall in love? I hadn't realized so much time had passed. I remember being afraid, once, that I might never feel again for anyone the way I felt for him. And I haven't, but it's no longer as prominent of a fear.

The reason I'm afraid, I think, is because I've borne witness to how easy it is to cheat, how easy it is to fall out of love. I guess I'm more afraid of the falling out part. It scares me how easily people can deviate; how they can have been in a relationship for a year, or several years, and meet someone new and be so damn curious that they'll forgo what they had, and throw it all away for this new, exciting prospect. Or wonder about this other person, and take the chance.

The unpredictability frightens me.