Love, again?!

When you understand love, but don't want to fall in it again.

"Not wanting love" doesn't happen overnight, does it?

You have already been in love, perhaps too many times, too strongly, too weirdly, too unexpectedly. So when it hits you, you weren't prepared. And when it leaves, you can't bring yourself to fall again, can you?

You didn't know what was about to hit you. All you knew was that it felt great. So great that you had never felt that way before. You opened up, completely, unabashedly, totally and let love take over your entire being.

They entered your mind, heart, body and soul and you let them, opening more, crossing all your lines, never stopping. They seeped in, deep inside, so deep that even you were never aware of the places they touched and caressed within you.

You became the desert that craved their rain, the forest that needed their fire, the petals on which their loves tayed over like a dewdrop.

And you loved being loved. Nothing else mattered, nothing else existed. You, him/her and your love.

The whole world was just an aberration, a distraction from the love you had. At best, everything else was an accessory, to heighten your feelings and add to it.

So what happens when this love is taken away from you?

You fall. Hard.

The oxygen you've been breathing has been cut off. You've been thrown in an ocean but you had never learned to swim because you thought they'd never let you go/drown. But now what...

You manage. You struggle. You learn to swim in the indifference, in the love-lessness...

So now, you've learned all about love. But do you want to fall in love again?

I leave it up to you to decide that :)