That you may find yourself in such a state that, when faced with
the full weight of another person's anger and sadness, your
response is to embrace them and invite them to unburden themselves
at great cost to your own heart is the primary reason we fear real
love. Love obsoletes retributive justice and obviates the
limitations of commutative justice.
Each of us, in our most honest moments, would have to confess to a
failure to love when it was needed most; the angered tongue that
should have remained silent, the lover you should have held as they
spoke to you from a place of pain. It is not that we should dwell
on these things or dismiss them, but rather face them as what they
are: mistakes. Meditate on them that you might not repeat them
later, and if some day you have a chance to make amends for them,
you will have the wisdom to do so.