–noun
| 1. | a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person. |
| 2. | a feeling of warm personal attachment or deep affection, as for a parent, child, or friend. |
| 3. | sexual passion or desire. |
Love is a horrible word for me. It makes me do things I wish I hadn't done, wish I hadn't met you, wish I was blind, and also have become blind. It's eats and tears at me to the core. Rewires my mind. You do this to me on purpose, I look at you I fall to my knee's. I will do anything at will. Then I think about each gesture, I think about each word, each fucking look. I then doubt it all over again. It was obvious and will always be obvious. But when I become fond of someone I don't notice what I should. I wish I could cut this part of my brain out. I wish I could cut out my heart and serve it on a plate to a family of cannibals.
Love eats you alive. They say its a beautiful thing, but it has ruined people I know. Makes them change for the worse and they start to isolate you. I then have to get rid of every memory of you after you've beaten me alive. That means get rid of the things I do love that haven't done anything to me other than you crushing those things as well.
Love is a horrible thing to me and if you are in love with someone. Have fun ruining your life. I wish you no luck.
Love, fuck you.
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