Love is great.
And evil.
Funny thing is, it's both at the same time. Few things have such an effect, and few things are so mysterious, while being perfectly clear.
Why is it that when you love someone, you feel this neverending happiness, and a neverending heartache?
Why is the person that annoys you the most the one you love the most?
Why can you feel like you can do everything perfectly because you love someone, and then feel like you can't do anything right around them?
There are peope that say love is the greatest feeling in the world. There are people who say love hurts the most. Funny thing is, they're both right.
Why do some people fall out of love with the person seemingly perfect for them, and other people can't stop loving the wrong person?
Why is love such a simple thing that is so damn hard to understand?
That's it! Love is an oxymoron. That explains a lot. Really.
Love is a lot of questions and very few answers. It's great. It's not. It painless and painful.
It makes my brain hurt.
StarrLightSinali · Mon Jan 22, 2007 @ 01:45am · 2 Comments |