to love must be the biggest danger humanity faces.
it is an innate ability, the ability to love. we are born with it – predisposed to the act of loving.
how unfair it is to be born with a live grenade in your hand and not knowing that your not supposed to cuddle it.
how unfair it is.
we grow up and we raise those we first loved onto the highest of pedestals.
so young and naive, we cast them in gold and adorn them with the most precious of jewels.
we worship them almost, like demi-gods.
now imagine the weight of a demi-god crashing down on a young child – cast in gold and adorned with all the world’s jewels.
increasing in speed as it falls from it’s highest heights, and the child being so helpless it can only watch as it’s love comes crashing down on it to crush it.
how unfair it is to love.
how unfair it is to injure a child whose body and soul haven’t even reached the maturity to handle such an assault.
not mature enough to deal with the aftermath, or the memory of the attack.
how unfair it is to live after the attack, to grow with it’s scars and the scars to grow with you. its unfair to grow with issues you didnt choose.
how unfair it is for that child to love so much they build up their demi-god’s pedestal and raise them back up, only to be reminded of the ills of love when they come crashing down again.
how unfair it is for that child to relive the assault and to have to rebuild itself, only to love so much it builds the pedestal up again.
how unfair it is to be crushed because of a love we did not choose.
how unfair it is to be broken repeatedly by the memory of the ones you love falling off the pedestal to crush you, the one who built it out of love.
how unfair. how unfair it is to love.