There is a risk involved in everything,
Every time you share a smile,
Every time you shed a tear,
You are opening yourself up to hurt.

Some people tread slowly through life,
Avoiding the closeness risk brings,
Sidestepping the thing's they can't understand,
Turning away from those who care to much,
Those who care to long,
Those who hold to tightly.

There is never an easy way to love,
You cannot approach it cautiously,
It will never wait for you to arm yourself,
It does not care if you turn away,
It is everywhere, it is everthing.

Love is the greatest of all risks,
It is not reliable, it is not cautious,
It is not sympathetic,
It is unprejudiced and unmerciful,
It strikes the strongest of minds,
And bring's them to there knees in one blow.

Even in the best of times, love hurts,
It hurts to need, it hurts to belong,
It hurts to be the other part of someone else,
Without either of your consent,
But, from the moment it overtakes you,
It hurts worse to be alone.
Author Unknown!