Fear to Love

This is a feeling, not of love, but of fear. I do not feel love I don't think, because I believe it is fear. Fear of hurting people, of being without them, fear of myself. There may be thoughts of it being love but it is all fostered by fears. Is it wrong to love because of fear? To be scared of somebody because you don't want to be without them? To do everything in you power to make somebody happy simply because the thought of hurting them kills you inside? To be scared of them denying you for who and what you are? That's the real question isn't it. What happens then if you don't know fear from love? If you can't figure it out because of pain and confusion? All love turns out to be is a giant question. Those who may be blessed to be able to see the simplicity of both love and fear can then live with both balanced. Those without that simplistic view are left wondering in search of why they can't simply love and be happy instead of being afraid of failing to be right for their love and fearing that they will mess things up. So now the question is do you fear or love? Or have you found that balance?