"I always said I'd be happier alone. I'd have my work, my friends. But 
someone in your life all the time ? More trouble than it's worth.
Apparently, I got over it.
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 ? 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."