Love, A Controversy

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“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that 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 didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then 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 simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”

Let me turn this into a debatable issue: love; does it hurt or does it not? For those of you who recently got in a relationship/engagement/marriage, your definition of love mustn't be too far from this one, simple word: beautiful. It dazzles you; it attracts you and you feel like you won't mind falling in love too deep... it makes you feel energized, it fills your heart's empty spaces and it heals your wounds. Love, to these people, is may just be as great as God: it gives them life. It may not provide oxygen physically, but it gives you another kind of soulful air to breathe. ...but try to ask people who recently broke up/lost their loved ones/left in the altar/got dumped... their definition of love will consist of these words: pain, hurt, and tears. Love, to these people, cause them a big hole in their heart. Love makes their tears fall every night, love makes a beautiful song sound like a crap to their ears; love makes them suffers. Love, to them, terminates their lives. The hardest part of this kind of situation is admitting that the love has gone. It may come back someday but until then, they have to wait without any certainty at all. Love will forever be a controversial topic. It may occurs to a Chinese, Catholic guy and a religious Moslem girl. It waits you and it welcomes you to a place where you could find all your emotions mixed up; it shows up unexpectedly, sometimes just a few blocks away from your house or probably 300 miles overseas. There will always be lots and lots of people who are debating whether love hurts or love gives us happiness. Let them be, for what I could always conclude is this: love = life.