Holding back

What is it that holds us back? Is it the fear of getting hurt or the fear of feeling something that could be the only thing strong enough to break us? Or the risk. The risk of not knowing what might happen in the future, will it sweep us off our feet and then stab our heart until it is irreparable? Could it possibly be the thought of something new and where that could take us? Maybe we are just afraid that allowing someone in and admitting to our feelings is a sign of weakness. But can we afford to be weak? Maybe it will make us stronger. But it always comes down to maybes. Maybe just maybe that is whats holding us back.