There is only one happiness in life: to love and be loved. George Sand
Love is the word that makes me go into dreams of bliss and the word that can take me into pain. It all depends on how your love turns out. If you were stabbed in the back, pain will be the result and if you got loyalty, it will be pleasure. When one looks at the scenes of destruction of one's love, when one revisits the places where love had blossomed, below the flowering trees, one goes in to the memories of the lost love. It hurts and it hurts very badly. Similarly the love that enriches us can be invaluable. It gives a new breath, a new life. Love can give life and when lost, life may be lost. Call it addiction to love or whatever, love is a feeling that cannot be described in words. it has to be felt.
We hear about many break-ups and separations. What happened to the love that brought the couple together in the beginning? How can exlovers talk of revenge? In love, there is no revenge. If your beloved stabs you in the back, you won't ask for revenge, because you loved and you still love. As I have yet to talk to someone who stabbed the beloved, I don't know about his or her thinking, but it must be that of - how could I do this? Or may be they are so evil that they applaud themselves for their backstabbing!
Love is sublime. Love gives power. Love gives determination. In love, many lovers do what they could never dream of. Empires have been sacrificed for love. Battles have been fought for love. Love has ruled mankind for ages. Those who experience love are truly lucky… We can be lucky and happy I am sure. We should try to become at least…shouldn’t we?...