When I was inquired if I've ever been in love, crossed my heart, I have no idea. What is thing called love? What's the big hoo-haa about it? Now let me rationalize my perspective of 'Love' to you.
Love is not just a feeling. Love is an illusion. You love when you allow yourself to be vulnerable and abused by the person or situation or things.
If you think that someone is ‘the love of your life’, you are sick and delusional. Why would you think that way? It is because you see the person as perfect or that you chose to think you accepted his/her flaws as the qualities that made the person special to you.
Do you see what I’m saying?
I’m suggesting that you think a particular person is ‘the love of your life’ because you chose to think that way; you chose to look at the bright side, the good qualities in the person and block the negative things about the person or convert the bad qualities to your various asinine heroic story or just call it ‘special’. Heck, you may even delude yourself into thinking every little things the person do are cute and meaningful.
It is not cute nor meaningful. Its life. It happened, that’s it. Nothing more.
So in another words, you are not in love with the person; you are in love with your highly undoubtedly great imagination/delusion of the person that you formed in your mind. Or shall I say, you’re in love with the ideal idea of which you picture the person to be.
Do you get what I mean?
So when people ask me again, if I believe in true love?
Think I believe my delusions are more true and powerful.
Quote of the day "Mind over matter, my love."
Labels: Delusion, emotional, just a statement, life, random shitx
Psych Shu Ee. 
