the thing about love

The thing about love is, it can destroy you and make you happy at the same time. You can't chose who you're falling for, and you can't protect yourself from it. You loose control : over you, your feelings and your actions. And it may even make you happy, but is it actually worth it?

All the pain, the sleepless nights, the tears, the discussions and fights - the laughing, the kisses, the late-night-talks, the feeling of being loved and apreciated for who you are.

Actually, why are we calling it 'falling in love'? Doesn't the expression in itself connote pain and suffering already? And still, everybody finds it normal to use it as an expression of joy and fulfilment. Strange, isn't it?

And when is it over? Like, really over? How are you supposed to know that it's not only a difficult period that will be over soon? You can't. Or at least, that's my opinion. You have to risk to get hurt yourself in order to make (perhaps) someone else happy. That's how love works, I guess.

And when it's over, what now? Is it really over? Or only for a short period again, and then it starts all over again? You have to risk to get hurt, so that you possibly can become happy. To me, that seems like a contradiction in itself. And it shouldn't be that way, should it?

But that's the thing about love ; it's a game, whether you want it to be or not. And you have 2 possibilities : you play it and risk to end up disappointed, or you let it be and you'll possibly get into a new game of that kind.


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