Nothing piqued my curiosity more than the emotion everyone call "love".

Love is driving force, curse-breaker, wound-healer, heart-charmer, even give sense to life.

At least that's what movies, books and songs tell us.

Reality is much more harsh and nerve-wrecking.

Love is also gullible, naive, self-harming, illogical and psychotic.

I am not saying that love is some dark force. But it is not as sweet, lovely and all sunshine.

Love either platonic or sexual, is very controversial and contradictory.

It either elevates you and makes you lighter.

Or it breaks you apart and rips your heart into shreds. (it is worse feeling in the world).

I observed the love all around me.

Softer and kind love that parents have for you is remarkable.

Sibling rivalry/love has its own charm.

Kind and comforting love between friends is the best feeling ever.

Sexual love has its own goodness but I saw many people sacrificing their whole lives just for this one.

It is highly inunderstandable why many people leave all the good in the world only to find it.

I thought and thought and I hate this love.

Why would I sacrifice my parent's love who raised me up for so many years?

How can I be so selfish that I push away my best friend who was with me through thick and thin and accepted me for so long?

Just why should I argue with my brother and sister just to be with someone who can satisfy my needs.

It's down right crazy.
Bat-shit crazy.

I know, I know, not everyone is like that. (still I saw this occurrence more than often. So. . .)

And I hate those people more who expect their partners to love them and only them.

Parents deserve our love.

Our siblings deserve our love.

Our friends deserve our love.

Love is not just for the special someone.
They all are special and they all are important.

And if someone who claims that he/she loves you can't get that, they don't deserve your love and room in your heart, life and home.