there's a reason I said I'd be happy alone.

it wasn't 'cause I thought I'd be happy alone.

it was because I thought if I loved someone, and then it fell apart, I might not make it.

it's easier to be alone.

because

what if you learn that you need love?

and then you don't have it? what if you like it? and lean on it?

what if you shape your life around it and then it falls apart?

losing it - it's like dying.

the only difference is - death ends.

this? it could go on forever.