Love is a tedious and unpredictable thing.
It causes great pain,
It is capable of great beauty,
It can make you feel more than anything else possibly can.

It is magical,
A nightmare masquerading as a dream.

It can make people do things they would never have before,
It can make people become what they never expected to be,
Feel things they never thought possible to feel.

But then, there is Heartbreak.
It brings a pain like no other.
A squeezing in your chest,
A burning in your mind,
Their name emblazoned in a molten tattoo across your heart.

Love is a killer as much as it is a dream come true,
That is it's nature,
And that is why it is so dangerous.

With just a few words, everything can be destroyed,
With just a few more, it can all be amended,
Fights can be resolved in seconds,
Love can be rekindled through one simple conversation.

Just as easily as it can be extinguished,
Like a Phoenix, it can also be reborn.
The spark can die, or it can ignite the brightest of flames

A word of advice?
Do not let another control your emotions,
Do not give anyone that ability to puppeteer your heart.