What if you like it?

I always said I'd be happier alone. Someone in your life all the time? Sounds like more trouble than it's worth. Apparently, I was wrong. My heart decided to go rogue and make decisions without consulting my hear. Since my head knew falling in love was a dangerous idea, but you don't choose to fall in love, it just happens. 

You fall for the person who is all wrong and all right for you at the same time. Whose unpleasant ways, you find oddly charming along with the dark and twisty parts of their personality that bring a sideways grin creeping across your face. And you know you love them so much except sometimes they drive you completely insane, no one can explain it. The reason it's so confusing and terrifying is because it's love, but the reason I always said I'd be happier alone wasn't because I actually wanted to be alone. It was because I thought that if I loved someone and then it fell apart, I might not make it. 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? Can you survive that kind of pain? 

Like doctors always say the human body is amazingly resilient and can bounce back from almost anything.