Love is 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 of you and mess you up.

You build up all these defenses. You build up this whole armor, for years, so nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no dierent from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life. You give them a piece of you. They dont ask for it. They do something dumb one day like smile at you and then your life isn’t your own anymore.

Love takes hostages. It gets inside of you. It eats you up and leaves you crying in the darkness, so a simple phrase like “maybe we should just be friends” turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart.

It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. Its 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.