love...
"Have you ever been in love?
Horrible, isn`t it?
It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens your heart and it means someone can get inside and mess you up. You build up all these defenses. You build up this armor, for years, so nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life... you give them a piece of you. They don`t ask for it. They do something dumb one day like kiss you, or smile at you, and your life isn`t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so a simple phrase like "Maybe we should be friends" or How perceptive" turns into a glass splinter working it`s way into your heart.
It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It`s a soul hurt, a body hurt, a real gets inside you and rips you apart pain. Nothing should be able to do that. Especially not love.
I hate love."
From Neil Gaimans The Sandman.
Horrible, isn`t it?
It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens your heart and it means someone can get inside and mess you up. You build up all these defenses. You build up this armor, for years, so nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life... you give them a piece of you. They don`t ask for it. They do something dumb one day like kiss you, or smile at you, and your life isn`t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so a simple phrase like "Maybe we should be friends" or How perceptive" turns into a glass splinter working it`s way into your heart.
It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It`s a soul hurt, a body hurt, a real gets inside you and rips you apart pain. Nothing should be able to do that. Especially not love.
I hate love."
From Neil Gaimans The Sandman.