ha, this is going to sound like the most buzz-kill answer, but , i believe love is like a sickness, it eats into the heart of a person when there at their most vulnerable and makes you feel and see "wonderful" "amazing" things that may not be really there, and when your false-reality comes crashing down, it takes its final breath to cripple your sense of self-worth and break everything deep inside you so badly that it cannot be fixed no matter how much time has past by or who tries to fix and and every time someone says even a word or you see something that reminds you of that once wonderful illusion that pain re-revives just like ripped stitches on a never healing wound, its wonderful while its growing inside of you, but when it dies it takes everything with it as well. and you need on your own to decide how you want to handle such a crippling, yet some times mind-blowing, sickness.
sweatdrop sorry, im anti-love and i hate the whole lovey dovey feel of anything as a whole.
rolleyes anyway, thats just my opinion.
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