I’m in love with someone. I don’t remember if I’ve felt this way before, but it certainly feels new. I’ve loved other people before, but I don’t remember being restless when they weren’t around… Or feeling like I can’t breathe whenever I think that I might lose them. This feels strange and unsettling. I never understood how anyone could be afraid of loving someone else… But now I think I do. Sometimes the thought of losing this person feels like my heart would be ripped out of my chest. I’ve gone through heartbreak before and I’ve been able to survive and even thrive, but I feel like losing this one would finally break me. And yet, here I am, practically drowning myself in this feeling, reveling in it. Love is strange.