Love and Pain

(hi just a disclaimer i am like just blabbing and saying nonsense, thanks!)

I think the only way to feel real love is to hurt beyond any other pain. 

I can't say whether physical pain is worse than mental, but I can say that I'd rather be physically hurting and be mentally okay than the other way around--I mean, what's the point if you're not happy? We all preach that we shouldn't want to harm ourselves, and that love is the answer to everything (or, I guess most people take this approach, I can recognise that some are different), but have we really opened our eyes to how much love hurts us? I think love makes us - overall - self-destructive. And I'm not saying that love is a bad thing, no way. But I think people need to see that love hurts and sometimes does more damage than healing. 

Loving someone without the reciprocating feelings, for example, is a type of one-way love that can absolutely make or break someone. Being a person who has experienced this, I know the intensity of the scars that are left on the heart that overflows with unshakeable and inexpressible love. It feels like your heart is absolutely overflowing with a want and affection that - if left for too long - turns into depression, self-despise and insecurity.
If feelings are not reciprocated by person B (and sometimes worse: not completely rejected), it leaves person A completely and utterly demised. And yes, this is specific. I'm talking about a certain obsessive love. But I really think that no love is real if it doesn't completely take over one's life and destroy everything in it that isn't of that one so loveable thing. This is kind of why I personally think cannibalism symbolises love very well (no, I don't agree with cannibalism). It displays an urge so deep and affection so impactful and engulfing that one would go to the extreme of literally eating and consuming the other person as to have them as close as possible or to be physically (and maybe spiritually, if you believe in that sort of thing) connected as one. But, I guess, if this love were reciprocated, to care for and be affectionate towards someone would never be enough to satisfy you. You would still feel the need to be some how connected with this person on another level than being in a relationship or partaking in sex. Or, at least, I would. I think to love in the societally acceptable way is to hurt beyond any other pain because it would force you to be calm about a completely crazy and mad emotion.  

I don't know. Love makes us crazy.