Love is a disease that causes
blindness; its numerous symptoms start with an obvious seeming unaltered vision;
that’s why the world around you seem blur but the picture of the one you’ve
painted is just perfect. There is no misconduct in love but the act that
follows in most cases deserves a frown. Disregarding the world around you when
in love is critical because we all turn to the world when love gets sour.
It gets sour when you say these
words “I hate you” but only God knows how many times you have said those words
in your mind… you’ve pictured him/her in various death poses…… A rope tied around
his neck with his tongue out… in a middle of an argument she picks up a knife
and stabs herself continuously.
Waking up next to someone you
love and you feel excited and vulnerable; love that can consume you so much
that you have little or no concern for yourself is a feeling you might find
unending but it can be lost. Reaching out
ceaselessly for things already behind us is a misdemeanor.
