Playing with Fire

Ya know that old lesson when you're parents told you not to touch the hot things because you'd get burned so of course being whatever age you never listened to your parents and at least one time you decided it'd be a good idea to touch it and what happened. YOU GOT BURNED. I feel like that lesson subconsciously applies to everything. You take the risk of getting burned in some cases knowing you WILL but the risk sometimes outweighs the damage to be done. To the point, you're getting to know someone and you like them, you're upfront and they're not, you make an effort and they're so much more laid back, you need structure and they go with the flow. In walks my current predicament. It amazes me how much attraction you can have towards someone who you know so little about and then as I'm learning more it somehow doesn't phase me or I've psyched myself out so much to the point that it no longer matters. I'd like to think I'm an accepting person so I place some judgments but for the most part I prove myself wrong. But along with the fire lesson I feel because of my limited time left before I pick myself up and move 350 miles away again I'm playing with fire. I'm setting myself up for something I didn't expect or ask for. I feel like I've diagnosed myself with an attachment disorder lately because of it. It's so hard to not cling to something that's brand new and you just wanna know everything about it.