“Love terrifies me. The concept of it. The reality. Every part of it. How can I find it, enjoy it, want it, when my expression of love is warped by this curse? I know not being able to kiss someone doesn’t make me lesser, but still… the fear is always there.” Ariel made a few gestures he couldn’t understand and huffed. She chewed on her bottom lip. It warmed the cold part of him that felt separate from the rest of people that she was trying to understand and not fix him, though.
