I’m starting to think dating requires a set of special skills - skills I apparently do not possess. Presumably dating in real life looks something like the mixture of romantic novels and… well, reality. I do believe in real life fairy tales but I have never experienced anything like that, ever.

The getting-to-know-each-other phase is such an exciting and intoxicating time, it makes you go a little bit insane and lose your sense of reality. That special someone occupies your mind completely and feelings take you over.

Even though you try to do everything to protect it, sometimes your heart breaks. And you need to put it back together. As you look down on all those pieces, you might find doubt, fear and a million bleeding pieces on the ground. You were such a fool. You knew this would happen. Once you fix it, you’re keeping it for yourself. Only you can protect your heart, it’s not safe in somebody else’s hands so you solemnly vow never to give it to anyone.