Ongoing

I don't long for romantic walks by the beach, I don't want a perfect love story. I'm perfectly aware of loves impact, it's fixed on two opposite extremes on the spectrum of emotion. Both joy and pain. Love is like a stain. It never leaves. It doesn't go. It will stay and haunt you, even the good memories will become the worst. Once you experience the beauty and magic of love, you will never experience anything near as good. That's what makes love hurt, if you don't have the perfect fairytale, you're in for a life time of pain and misery. Pain and misery that is worth every moment in order to experience those good memories and moments again and again. You know you're making a bad decision and it will only makes matters worse, but that doesn't matter. Everything is worth the good moments and feelings that being in love with beings, regardless of how much melancholy it causes in the long term.