I'm afraid of the ocean

A few days ago I watched this movie called 'The Romantics'. To be honest I don't think it's a very good movie, it's rather an OK movie, which you can watch one time and that's it.Except for this conversation between Tom and Laura. And that moment where the priest talks in the end about love, like it's the ocean with infinite depths.

"Tom: Come here. Listen to me. I was a lifeguard in highschool, you remember that?
Laura: Yeah, I remember.
Tom: It was my favorite summer job.
Laura: You and every other guy in America.
Tom: I would sit in that chair itching, itching to get out, dying to get into the water. And after eight hours my shift would end and I would make a break for it. But as soon as I got into the water, the strangest thing happened. I would start to panic.
Laura: Ambivalence is a disease, you know. An actual mental illness.
Tom: That's not funny.
Laura: Let me guess, when you were a kid you would order chocolate ice cream, then immediately wish you'd gotten vanilla?
Tom: That's not what I'm talking about.
Laura: No, I get it. You're torn between two women.
Tom: What I'm trying to say is... I'm afraid of the ocean.
Laura: I'll remember that the next time I swim on your clock.
Tom: You think you have kind of a special gift for knowing what's in my heart, Laura?
Laura: No, no, I think we both do for each other.
Tom: Has it ever occurred to you that I might need a woman like Lila?
Laura: And what kind of woman is that?
Tom: I don't know, somebody happy.
Laura: Meaning numb?
Tom: Somebody practical.
Laura: Meaning busy?
Tom: Somebody confident.
Laura: Meaning rich?
Tom: Somebody stable.
Laura: Meaning frigid?
Tom: Someone who doesn't tear other people down to build herself back up.
Laura: In other words your polar opposite.
Tom: Yeah, yeah maybe.
Laura: Well, haven't you heard? Opposites attract and then they bore each other to death.
Tom: You know, boring is better than maddening.
Laura: I'd rather die of excitement.
(She walks away from him)
Tom: Hey, hey, hey.
Laura: Do you remember that paper, junior year?
Tom: Yeah, of course. 'The Hopeless Romantics: Misconceptions of a Movement'.
Laura: Yeah. Only you could start a 50 page paper the night before.
Tom: And still get an A-minus.
Laura: Because I wrote it.
Tom: You maybe wrote half of it.
Laura: Ode to a Nightingale: A love song to inspiration.
Tom: The Romantics weren't writing about love, they were writing about religion.
Laura: Then I'm not sure I know the difference. "Forlorn. The very word is like a bell tolling me back from thee to my sole self". What's the next line?
Tom: I can't remember.
Laura: Liar.
Tom: Anybody can make a big romantic gesture, all right? The question is: What happens after? Do you remember? Do you remember what you said to me that night?
Laura: Yeah, I remember everything.
Tom: So, what'd you say?
Laura: I said it was the perfect night.
Tom: You said it was the perfect night.
Laura: So?
Tom: So? How do I top that?
Laura: We had so much fun.
Tom: We had so much fun.
Laura: So what's the problem with that?
Tom: The problem is, every time we had one of these amazing nights, I would wake up the next morning in a freaking panic. So why don't we just spare each other a mundane life of crushing disappointment, and just do it with somebody else.
Laura: That is the weakest excuse I have ever heard. Just say you are in love with Lila.
Tom: Say what? Want me to say that I want to marry you? That I'm gonna spend the next 50 years regretting this very moment?
Laura: You inspired me.
Tom: You inspired me too.
Laura: Then we were supposed to be together.
Tom: I know.
Laura: I'm gonna go and I'm gonna tell everyone that you're ok.
Tom: But I'm not. I'm not ok.
Laura: You chose this."

So now you understand if I say I am too, afraid of the ocean.