I've spent my life avoiding attachments. I learned early on, from the person who should have loved me most, I only drag others down. So instead, I made it my goal to live in a way that never affected anyone else. I don't build friendships. I don't start relationships. I move from place to place, from person to person, never standing still and never putting down roots. That is, until one day when everything comes crashing down around me and I'm left with the one person who needs me the most. He opens me up and makes me vulnerable. He's not a secret, but a treasure, and I'll protect him the only way I know how – even if it makes loving anyone else impossible.