Rant de Love (Told from a view that is not my own)

By Todeo

   Sweet word of love often hide bitter words of hate. A token of 'love' might be so much as a simple nod of the head. Achknowledgment. So why do we look for something more...just so it can be manifested as a sweet, tasteful lie?
   All lies are false, of course, but one of love is the worst. Those who have not loved, have not lost and there is no love lost, only lost love. Misplaced feelings.
   Ever looked up the definition of love? Something about unselfish something for the good of another. You cant buy it; it's something you earn and should not be given out freely like those food sample things at Cosco...unless, of course, that's what it is...a sample. A taste.
   Often times, we look on each other is disgust...as if we're sure we'd rather be looking upon the most disgusting peice of disgusting stuff ever seen. This, dear people, is called 'hate'. One must look to the heart for directions. I'm pretty sure this is much more effective than a bottle and far less painful than a needle.
   Ain't it funny how the ones we love most, often cause the most pain? Ain't it funny how most people still havn't figured this out? They look at me and laugh as if I'm crazy...which I very well may be.
   Is one crazy to love? Is one crazy not to love? How do you know when your in love? How do you stop loving someone? How do you know they're the right one for you? I'm sure that, even if you stop loving someone, there is some sort or another of affection remaining, some small peice or scattered peices left...
   Just like my heart.