Is it better to have love and lost than to never have loved at all?

If I am not mistaken, this phrase was originated during the time of the great William Shakspere.

It could very well be argued by anyone who has experienced losing someone you loved, that whoever came up with that phrase is A LYING BASTARD.

We have all felt the horrific pain that follows the end of a intimate relationship.

The uncontrollable flow of tears that burn your cheeks like lava down a volcanic mountain-side is least of your problems. Some people throw-up from the intense stomach contractions caused by their loud whales of despair with Screams of "come back, come back" in the darkness as if he/she can hear you. Others can't throw-up because they are unable to eat. They turn into zombies that sit in one place for hours starring at nothing and feeling empty inside, but the only thing that can fill them up has walked out the door with no signs of returning.

When your heart is broken, your life is broken. Your spirit, inspiration, motivation, and body just deteriorates. You spend the next few days, weeks, months, or for serious cases, years trying to get back to being the person you were before you found that son-of-a-bitch called Love, who fucked your life up.

When you think back on the relationship you lost, it's not like the fairy tales where you remember the good times and how they made you happy. No no no my friend. When you think back on the relationship you lost, you think about the pain you felt when they walked out that door. You think about how hard you tried. The blood, sweat, and tears you put into the relationship and you become bitter and cynical.

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(9 times out of 10, if you really were putting in time, blood, sweat, and tears into making a relationship work, you probably were the one in the relationship that left, so this blog may not be for you. I'll write to you later........Heart breaker )

-Is "LOVE" a gift or a curse?

How can this four-letter-word cause soo many emotions and transformations?

I have seen LOVE as a gift.... Wrapped in sheets, loaned from heaven, made of strands from the clouds.

I have seen LOVE as a curse......Draped with the chains of a slave, made from metal in the ground.

Is LOVE a wolf in sheeps clothing, or a sheep, surrounded by wolves? Is it a predator, licking its chops before the kill or a lonely, lost, soul, in need of a shepard.

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