liar

love. a strange thing we feel. it's such a strong emotion, such a difficult thing to work out, such a complex and complicated thing, yet it's so easy to feel. there's so many different types of love, so many ways of feeling love, so many different people you can love, so many different ways you can love. whether you believe in it or not it's almost a certain guarantee you'll feel it at some point in your life. it makes you do things you wouldn't usually do, feel things you wouldn't usually feel, say things you wouldn't usually say, and most importantly, think ways you wouldn't usually think. it makes you act differently. sometimes that's good, sometimes it's bad and sometimes it's everything inbetween. sometimes love is toxic, but that seems to be the most exciting, most passionate, most fun type of love. love just might be the most exquisite form of self destruction. but love can also be a lie. in fact, it's all lies darling. for love however, a lie seems like it's worth it. often we risk things for love. we jeopardise things for love. we make sacrifices for it. we lose things, sometimes we lose everything. and we do it all for love. but it gets to a point where you have to ask yourself- is it really worth losing it all just for love?