hmmm ...

(pardon my french)

a rose without thorns is nothing but a flower and love that doesn't hurt can barely be called love , if only for the yearning in abscense

but also because people you dont care about can't really hurt you while someone you actually love has your bare heart in their hands and can stab it with a rusty spike with poisoned hooks on it ... i think i get what you're saying there

I cant remember when last time i was by the waterside like that, well yea
that would have been in Venice but not really at the sea ... i dont really like beaches because of the humans but a beach by moonlight with no one on it is a nice place to be, standing at the waterside as the sea comes in to draw you in, out and back again i dont know

its not fear, it just makes me feel so small ... like standing on top of a mountain and looking down (i'm still saving up for Musk or Branson to take me to the moon or Mars so i can expand my perspective a bit further but its been slow lately and they don't take copper pieces :D)