it's terrible isn't it? it makes you so vulnerable. it opens your chest and it opens your heart and it means that someone can get inside and mes you up. you build up all these defenses, and you build up this whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then some stupid person, no different then any other person, wanders into your stupid life...you give them a piece of you. they didn't ask for it. they did something dumb to you, like smile at you or kiss you, and then life isn't your own anymore. love takes hostage. it gets inside you. it eats you and leaves you crying in the darkness, so a simple phrase like 'maybe we should just be friends' turns into a glass splinter working it's way into your heart. it hurts. not just in the imagination. not just in the mind. it's a sould hurt. a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. i hate love.
-neil gaiman.