It's not that I'm bitter about love, it's that love scares me.

For me love is about waking up with the same person everyday. Realizing that life doesn't revolve around ourselves, but of giving ourselves. Or time and our efforts. Love is saying I choose you. I choose you when you're grumpy and tired. I choose you when you're sick and fragile. I choose you when you're at your very worst, because love doesn't just walk away.

Love is staying committed not just being committed. It's not just words either, it's actions. The little ones, and the big ones. Love is when someone tells you about all the bad in their life, and all the difficulty they've grown though, and saying I still choose you.

But not everyone sees love that way, we're often too caught up in our own lives, and struggles.

We hurt one another because we're in a rough place, or we were selfish, and the cycle continues.

One person hurts one person, who hurts another, and ruins the idea of love and relationships all together.

And it's painful, it makes us lose hope, and desire to give up on our endeavors, our daily routines, and other relationships because of fear.

The fear of forever being hurt, and abandoned.

But I think the mistake I've made is placing that much hope in a person.

To be afraid of a person who will undoubtedly hurt me.

Because we're human, and unfortunately we disappoint.

We'll get our hearts broken over and over again if we let it.

But let me tell, you can spend your whole life crying about it, and being bitter.

You can give up, and throw in the towel.

Trust me I've contemplated it many times.

It's exhausting, spending hours crying your eyes out wondering why the entire human population has completely lost the meaning of true love.

But it's not the world's responsibility to maintain.

Our lives are not movies, and love isn't a fairytale story, it's real life.

It's not this beautiful painting, it's five screaming kids and a husband who brings you coffee and tells you he'll get up to get them. It's when she's wearing her sweatpants or he lost his job, it's accepting someone, and loving them for who they are not for who they can be for you.

It's a sacrifice.

And we can either give up or continue to try, and through trying we learn, and through learning we grow.

So let's not give up, and throw the towel in.

Love will hit you in the way you least expect it, and it won't be normal or easy but it'll be the love that YOU need.