Undone

What is love?

Have you ever loved someone so much that you would endure their cruelty and humiliation if it meant you wouldn't lose them?
Have you ever loved some one so much that you would gladly accept their punishments if it meant their hands would touch your skin?
Have you ever felt that despite the suffering you've endured it would never be enough to prove your love to that special person?

How could this be love? I thought live was pure?

I have loved so deeply that I'd rather my loved one kill me if I it meant they would leave. If the only attention I can receive from my loved one is a gaze full of hate and touches that inflict pain then surely it is a fate better than living without them? I am scared of what would happen if I am rejected by the person I cherish the most. As long as I am close to my loved one then my heart is full.

Don't be naive. Love hurts. Love requires sacrifice.

Is this feeling called love?