I’m not sure if it is just me, but relationships have always caused me a feeling of paranoia. First off, I turn into a gushing, stammering twelve-year old girl whenever I see or speak to an attractive man.That alone affects my stance. Then, there is the trusting someone with not only your body, but your heart. Trusting another flawed being.But these aforementioned fears have not stopped me from being bitten by the love-bug once more.I’ve never been one to go out of my way to impress others, but I go out of my way to impress this man. To show him that I care.And during moments of happiness I have the fear of it all going bad.I sit and wonder if the wonderful moments will someday only be bittersweet memories.I guess that’s just me being a cynic.Which can be damaging in itself.But I have to embrace every new adventure that life brings, without fearing the outcome.