The funny thing about sleep is that sometimes it can take forever to fall into it, but it only takes a second to wake up, no matter what does it. Whether it be a nightmare, or someone jostling you awake, or even just emerging from slumber on your own, one second you’re asleep and the next you’re not.
The funny thing about love, or at least in all the instances I’ve had with it, is that it’s the exact opposite. One second I’m totally fine, living and loving life and not being consumed by any one person in particular until BAM! they walk into my life. Two hours later and I’m hooked, hopelessly addicted. But two years later, and I’m still not over them.
The really funny thing though, is that it isn’t funny at all.