I’m guessing you mean the last poem I posted.
That “something” might be right. :) It seems kind of a chicken/egg story. Do you offer love because someone is that daring or does someone become that courageous because you offer them your love? And then there is the fact that you cannot choose to “love” but I agree that you might choose to “offer” it or not.
I believe, I like the insane/courageous state of mind of love which is described in that poem.