Love is blind and painful. Love is indescribable and uncontrollable. I’m in my emotions because of love. I’m stuck in one place because of love. I’m missing the love of my life, it’s been a while since I last saw her. I’m feeling like I’m losing her touch. I wish I could scream out loud and extend my hand to her. I want to preach to her about the way I feel, demonstrate this feeling inside me. But every time I try, she just doesn’t believe me. How can I prove myself to her? Should I buy her a gift, take her out to a fancy restaurant, or should I, should I?
Love, what have you done? You have diagnosed me with love. I can’t sleep, I can’t think. I can’t breathe, you are all over my mind. I’m no longer in control of myself, you are the one doing all the work. What have I done to you? What have I done, love?
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