Trying.

Love is confusing. Love is strange and complicated and you could think you love someone for years and then turn around and meet someone who makes you realise what you've been feeling wasn't love at all. Love hurts, love hurts a lot, and sometimes it tricks you. It tells you that you feel a certain way, and then you realise you were feeling a completely different kind of love and you're already too deep in this mess you've made and all you can do is make it messier.

Love is bullshit.

But it's the most beautiful thing in the universe.