The unwarranted devotion. Putting up with the fear of being with the wrong person because you can't deal with the fear of being alone. The hope tinged with doubt, and the doubt tinged with hope. Every time I see these feelings in someone else's face, it weighs me down.

I had no idea what I wanted, only that I wanted something, which is the worst kind of wanting.

This isn't even something I've feared, because I never knew it was a possibility.

I'm always standing on the edge of something bad.

You think you know your possibilities. Then other people come into your life and suddenly there are so many more.

After working for so long on being sure of each other, sure of this thing, suddenly we were unsure again.

She transforms once again into someone carefree, and I transform into someone whose only care is her.