Its a scary thing

Why is it such a frightening thing to care about a person? I don't mean the way we care about our friends, or our family, because in that regard caring is easy and understood and expected, to a degree. I'm talking about meeting someone, and clicking, and enjoying time with each other, sharing similar interests and passions, being able to be completely honest with each other, but being too scared to admit how incredible the time is together? Commitment has become a dirty word in our culture, and being exclusive has, somewhere along the way, turned into being restricted. I don't know when this change of views started, as I wasn't old enough to understand it. I am guessing it happened while I was in high school...when it started to become posh to be single, have multiple partners, be able to leave on a whim, being unattached means the world is your oyster. Why does it have to be that way? Why isn't it completely believable that to care about someone means to be willing to go where they go, to want them to follow their dreams and want to share that experience with them? Why do we put our feelings on hold for fear of what the future will bring? Why do we hesitate to love deeply because we don't know what will happen tomorrow, next week, month, or year? I believe that is all the more reason to love deeply! Maybe I am a dreamer. Maybe I'm naive, and childish. I still believe in fairy tales, despite the horror stories that have infiltrated my life. And I still believe that my prince will come (if he hasn't already) to take me away and live happily ever after. Childish? Maybe. A little immature? Sure, that's fair. Do I care? Not in the slightest. Because its those hopes and dreams that allow me to love. And more importantly, they allow me to make myself vulnerable to be loved back.