When love arrives, the chills provide me no favor.Not because the clarity escapes serendipitybut because the apprehension of the unseen haunts me.More than fighting just because I hit the groundrunning through fields of us,laying in carnations, back at seventeen. I found the answers back when we were younger.I begged life to soften its grip on my bad luck.I’d been alone … [Read more...] about Love Is Scary, By: Andrew Cyr