So I was having a conversation with an old friend and she had quite the comment to make. 

She said that it’s as if I’m allergic to love. Like I am rejecting love as if it were an organ that was transplanted. 

She went on to explain my habit of finding a partner. Getting involved and then doubting the love and finding things wrong and then running. 

Will I ever be able to love someone and not fall into that running habit?