Love Hurts

Love
 I've got my own description with this word,

and it's a little different to the way others see it.

Love is beautiful, yes i concur with that idea, but when this

thing starts to hurt, the first thing we wanna do is quit...

quit before it gets worse.

to run away from it as far as possible.

to hide from the harm and the damage it may further cause...

to your heart...

to your being...

to the whole you.

Because you know that if you do not protect your self from this pain,

you will never be the same again.

Everything won't be back to the way it was before.

You'll be in misery.

But you also know that if you run away, the effect is the same.

You also won't be fine.

Thing aren't also going to be the same again.

You'll also be in a complete despair.

In a deep sadness.

The wanting and longing will drive you into insanity.

Will cause you pain that you never knew exist.

It will reap your heart into pieces.

No, I'm not talking metaphorically here.

You know that the pain it'll bring will shred your heart into tiny pigments.

You won't gonna bleed but you can't escape from the excruciating pain it'll bring.

So you see, you really don't have any option in love.

Either you deal with the pain, or let the pain destroy you.