Love comes with grief and anxiety

And I think I’m done with that.

When I love someone I give up control of my own emotional stability.

I’m now just getting it back, ever so slowly. And I don’t want to give it up anymore. At least not easily.

Isn’t it so much easier to just enjoy what we want from people (conversations, sex, hangouts, etc) at the pace that works for us both, without any restrictive feels/love?

Love can only end in grief, one way or another. You break up, you fall out of love, your lover dies, someone cheats. It’s only a matter before the dark ending comes.

And in between, the most anxiety you’ll ever feel.

So why, why, why?

….and just watch, I’ll fall in love so quick again…

I guess I love love. There’s some emotional baseline, there’s an excitement. A future build on healthy, stable, genuine, and loyal love. That would be amazing.

Perhaps I shall settle for nothing less, and in the meantime, enjoy the no-love benefits!