Love is one complex thing. It's full of ups and downs and a bunch of feelings and thoughts that one isn't even sure of. I hate not being able to understand myself. I hate not being able to be predictable and know my reaction in these circumstances. Love captures a heart and does twisted things to it.

I don't like how much I miss you. I don't like how much I care about you. I don't like how I miss hearing your voice and how much I miss being held in your arms. I don't like missing you because it shows how much I actually care... and that scares me.

This thing called love... I know that I'm in it... and I'm not sure how to feel... I'm not sure if I should embrace it or if I should run... because I'm fighting to do both and it's so confusing.