When You Let Her Go

"There's always that one guy who gets a hold on you. Not like your best friend's brother who gets you in a headlock kind of hold. Or the little kid you're babysitting who attaches himself to your leg kind of hold.

I'm talking epic. The can't eat, can't sleep, can't do your homework, can't stop giggling, can't remember anything but his smile kind of hold. Like Elizabeth Bennet and Mr. Darcy proportions. The kind of hold in all your favorite '80s songs, like the "Must Have Been Love"s, the "Take My Breath Away"s, the "Eternal Flame"s-the ones you sing into a hairbrush-mic at the top of your lungs with your best friends on a Saturday night.

Until suddenly you wake up one morning and realize The Truth: that some boy is suddenly All You Can Think About.

The problem is, there is absolutely nothing "fun" about falling in love. Nope. Mostly it just makes you feel sick and crazy and anxious and nervous that it's going to end miserably and ruin your whole life. And guess what: Then it does."