Is love really an illusion? Or am I just saying this to conceal my feelings away? I don’t want to pretend but I don’t want to care either. I think I’m starting to realize my real feelings. Maybe I’m just mistaking it for love because for the first time in my life, I felt comfortably close to someone whom I really like. Maybe I’m just getting all the wrong ideas from our friendship and taking it to another level. Maybe I’m just assuming that he could also feel the same way about me. So many maybes and what ifs. What if this is really love and I just let it all slip away in a blink of an eye? What if he also feels the same way about me and is just also too afraid to risk what we have right now? What if we’re just both afraid of our own feelings? So many maybes and what ifs that I can’t help thinking that maybe love is just an illusion of maybes and what ifs.