Understand.

So lately I have been contemplating... a lot about relationships. Sometimes I wonder what is the point of it all? I have seen so many relationships fall apart. I feel like a part of me has become a skeptic towards the whole concept of a contiguous love. There are certianly people out there that are just pure pleasure seekers that never bother to stop and look for love. I mean I don't know... being single all of my life, I feel like I am always in search of something. But everytime the opportunity arises, so many thoughts and questions about the future blitz into my mind. Sometimes I feel like it is as if my mind was paralyzed by the idea of love. Where is the what, if the what is the why? what? exactly. I want it bad, really bad. I just don't want to mess it up because of my indecisions. Forgive me for my indecisions. The idea of love has been in me for the longest time, but this is all brand new...