Myself Being Alone

There is a reason I said I'd be happy alone. It wasn't because I thought I would 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 you falls apart ?


Can you even survive that kind of pain ? Losing love is like organ damage.
It's like dying. The only difference is, death ends. This ? It could go on FOREVER..........