Is it me again..❤️ Sometimes I sit and question myself like this, trying to figure out if what I felt was actually love or just me needing someone there. It gets confusing when you move on quickly and start feeling the same things again. Maybe it wasn't love, maybe it was just the comfort of not being alone. And that scares me a little. Because I don't want to keep mistaking attachment for something real every single time..❤️