"the rose you gave me didn't get the chance to bloom"

a friend linked me to this thought catalog post about being kinder, being braver, being less afraid of falling and being daring to take chances — and I would have just dismissed it as I always do with anything as mildly cliched as this, and you would know me to be one who scorns at anything that sounds remotely naive and like that of a fucking romantic; for life and people and experiences have taught us to be cold and distant and to guard our hearts and to be careful and the very core of it the fight is between fear and love, fear and love, fear and love; and for the most part we allow fear to take over us for it's all about safeguarding our hearts for they are "worth the world" and i say this with one eyeball at the top of my head cause it's a phrase so tirelessly uttered like will anyone ever get sick of it? we're all playing it safe we're all playing it cool and we only ever accept the love that we deem to be the safest but is it really the love we truly deserve? to think that we are all made for greater things bigger than ourselves, to think that playing it safe would mean that no one is ever going to get hurt — is it really worth it? to win a fight that we never really fought to begin with, to instead be fighting our own wars of second guessing, of what-could've-been and to think that we're all somewhere within our own sea of never knowing why only because we're really just too afraid to try. we're all so jaded with life and worn down from these emotional wars and mind games and i'm scared, but i'm tired of playing

and honestly i just wish i could tell you — that i'm so full of love but i'm too afraid to try