Love doesn't die, Meadow. It starts out small at first, and then it grows, and it keeps growing, until it takes over out entire heart. I think some people were born to love. Others fall into it, and when it becomes too much, they're afraid.

Until they rip us apart, and even then, I'll fight.

Fear is the root cause behind most of lies. And many big problems starts from lies, which can be prevented by following a simple rule. Just change Fear into Love!

Love is the voice under all silences, the hope which has no opposite in fear; the strength so strong mere force is feebleness: the truth more first than sun, more last than star...

Was it possible that the emotion of love had somehow made me more susceptible to fear? Does the noble emotion of love make us start valuing our own lives and the lives of our loved ones more so that the feeling of fear creeps into our mindset?

Fear is like a weed in a garden. Once you allow it to take root, it spreads, replicating itself, until, eventually, it chokes out all the other life there. Trust, love, kindness – none of those things can ever really bloom in a garden of fear.