Love is a son of a bitch

Love is really a son of a bitch. It is like a drug that makes you lose reality and dissolve in a dream. A dream you don’t want to wake up from. Love turns your life upside down. It flips over all your priorities. What is important became not and what is not important became a must. It changes your life style, habits, needs, likes and dislikes. You lose insight and judgment. You ignore all the warning signs. You feel you are running in a one way road, you can’t stop and you can’t go back. Love deletes the “undo “button in your life. Everything will be “Do”. Love acts like a very deceiving lens. It magnifies all your lover’s good and minimizes all his bad. Love makes you admire your lover’s bad as you admire the good. When you hear people talking about your lover you hide behind the door to listen to what they say and you don’t want them to finish. Love makes you selfish and possessive. You don’t want anyone to share you a little bit of your lover. Love makes you feel you own him. Love makes you jealous and every time you find a proof of your lover innocence you keep looking for more proofs. Love makes you a slave to your lover while you try all the time to be the master. After all, we can not live without it. It is the indispensable evil in this life.