How inexplicable is it to be in love with what never gave you a reason to fall? To want and need his attention more than every once in a while and to be jealous of whoever steals that attention from you. I write about it to try to understand this phenomenon — this grueling, unnecessarily painful phenomenon called love. I’m sorry, but I don’t have a lot of positive things to say about it. It has made me cynical. At least that’s what people say (and I’m in no way quoting Taylor Swift.) You see, I find it hilarious that whenever I talk negatively about love, which would actually be speaking realistically, people waste no time in calling me a “cynic.” You’re the Grinch if you dare speak evil of romantic love in front of some people. I say that is the love blinding them.
But the question is, which one causes more heartache—lust or love?
What do you think? This is from my short story collection Nostalgia and Deal Breakers. Get it on Amazon or from your favorite reading platform!
