Love is miserable, beautiful, OCD
like, intoxicating, heartbreaking, selfish, and selfless. It can take over your
body if it’s the right kind of love.
You can love a lover, a friend, a
family member, yourself, a stranger.
I have unconditional love for
anyone I know.
I have too big of a heart
sometimes.
Love is what you make of it. You
can let it take over you or you can block it out of your mind. Love is
something I wish for everyone.
But I hope they never experience
it at the same time.
With love comes heartbreak.
Death. Loss. Realization.
It’s scary. Not romantic.
Love is not real.

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