Love..it makes you so vulnerable. It opens your heart and it means someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses. You build up this whole armor, for years so nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wonders into your stupid life.. You give them a piece of you. They don'nt ask for it. They do something dumb one day like kiss you, or smile at you, and then life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so a simple phrase like 'maybe we should just be friends' or 'how very perceptive' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the mindimagination.Not just in the mind. Its a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. Nothing should be able to do that. Specially not love.
-Rose Walker in the Sandman: The Kindly Ones
well. 
