Stupidity/Chicken

I had the perfect chance tonight to tell the person I'm in love with that I love him. But I chickened out. STUPID. Majorly stupid. And I've been waiting a week to tell him! Ugh. I could kick myself. Why didn't I just tell him? He was right there on the other end of the line, so why not? I'lI tell you why. One word: Rejection. Everyone fears it, I know that. But until tonight I didn't fully understand how much that one fear can really control a person. I used to think that if a person rejected you that it wasn't as hard as everyone made it seem. That I'd get over it. Yeah, right! I now realize it's not something easily gotten over, especially if it's something that isn't easily said. Boy, was I naive. Who knew it'd be so hard to say three words to someone? I long to say them; it's as if I have to, even if he doesn't reciprocate. But tonight proved it's a lot harder to say it, especially if you're uncertain about how the other one feels. Why does love have to be so hard sometimes?