This may never start..
Life is so random, you need a hell of alot of luck just to survive. People walk into our lives everyday for no reason. We don't notice most of them, but a few make an impression. Those are the ones we attach ourselves to, become close with, etc. But for the most part, be it a month, a year, five years, a decade or beyond, these people will eventually leave our lives as suddenly as they entered them. I always used to hear people say "pain is love, pain is love" and I thought they were idiots, I thought love is love.. but that's not true. That's what it would be like it a perfect world- maybe, but the reality of it is that love is not only pain, it's agony, and that's love in every sense of the words, not just the romantic sense. To have the capacity to love someone, anyone, is a feat of it's own, but to be able to understand the feeling of pain and rejection when there is no love anymore, that's an undertaking. For this reason, many people make a concious desicion to love no one, which may seem like the perfect solution, you've got nothing to lose if you never had anything to gain, but that doesn't work either, because then you hurt for every person you could have loved, and chose not to. It's a double edged sword, you're damned if you do, and damned if you don't.. but I can't help but feeling like you're a little more damned if you do.