On Love

They say that love is patient, love is kind. They tell you it's better to have loved and lost than never loved at all. They paint you a picture of brilliant, colorful, unrealistic intimacy; but the truth of the matter is darker. 

Love is selfish and unforgiving and it breaks people just as quickly as it mends them. Love will consume you and alter your life in ways that no drug ever could, leaving memories of desire and yearning in your heart and mind that will never be satisfied in the way they were before.

Love is an addiction that all of humankind buys into it; it'll trick you, and get under your skin and in your emotions until you'll lose yourself. You'll want more and more, but love can't be depended on.

Love isn't permanent, no, people come and go and take their love with them just as swiftly as they gave it out and before you know it you're left sitting awake remembering the fleeting feelings you thought were true, cursing love and the one who took it away.