I've read and heard this before; love is blind, love is irrational, love is childish but to me... love is death.
To me, love has become the definition of slow poison that is destined to kill you slowly but wholly. It rots you completely from the inside, not leaving you capable to function again. Not leaving you capable to love someone or be loved by someone again. That's what loving someone undeterred has done to me.
The moment my death came upon me, I was in his arms yet I was happy. I was glad because he was witnessing it while I released my last breath.
