Love is one of the most dangerous feelings I have experienced in this little, pointless life of mine.

It has the power to make one feel like you are on top of the world,
but also has the power to break your heart and mind into a million little pieces that can never be put back together.

I have seen it tear apart pleasant relationships,
and I have seen it mend together even the deepest wounds.
It has the ability to melt one’s walls and let anything and anyone in,
but also forces one to put up every guard he or she owns just to make sure that heartbreak does not happen again.

Love gives one strength to care about others,
only to rip the most beautiful smile off of one's face when it disappears.
It is something the best and worst people will feel at least once in his or her life,
and it is something he or she will learn to love or hate.

Either way, it is an inevitable feeling that I personally do not mind because it teaches me to be a better person;
no matter how good or bad it treats me.