A Heart Worth Breaking

Love isn't just something we can ignore. It's a parasite. It takes everything it can and gives nothing back. It makes sure that you suffer. Every second you aren't with them is another second that you miss them. It hurts. Every part of it is irrational and illogical and it doesn't make sense. When you find the right one it doesn't matter if science says it's a chemical reaction or if philosophy says it's an attraction to a positive moment.

You could spend your whole life searching for that feeling that you let go, that feeling when you realize you love someone a little too late. That moment the words you never meant to say slip out of your mouth and float on butterfly wings to your stomach. That moment when you think of them and all of your thoughts get fuzzy and confusing. That's what it is. Maybe it's not. Maybe it's all an illusion, but sometimes its real.