every person goes through love
even when you’re alone
or a psychopath
you still love someone
love isn’t just endorphins going off in your brain
love isn’t just some cliché thing people use to analyse feelings they can’t describe
because trust me, love is unexplainable
love is complicated
you’ll be fighting one moment
and laughing the next
but that feeling of warmth will always be there.
love is difficult
sometimes you can’t figure out what the good kind of love is when you’re stuck with the bad
love is when you’re heart pounds so fast you can’t breathe when you’re around them
love is when you never want to leave their side
love is a paradox that no one can seem to figure out.