I don't believe in love the way it's told in many stories. In my experience, it's never light, simple, or easy. Love is what happens when two traumatized, tortured people meet, and then, finally, they're not alone anymore. Because they understand each other in a way no one else possibly ever could. Love is what happens when you meet someone who understands the demons that live inside your head, and they bring a light to your endless darkness. When you crave that person like a drug because they're the good. They're the thing that keeps you going. The thing that keeps you from losing all hope. Love is what happens when you meet the person that makes you want to live, despite all the things that make you want to die. Because no matter what pain you have to live through, what horrors you have to face, you know that they need you just as much as you need them. Love is all-consuming, dangerous, maddening, and, above all, uncontrollable.