Love is a gateway drug

It starts with interest and takes the individual straight into attraction. Attraction seductively leads to action which usually leads to lust and longing but sometimes can lead to interaction. Soon the user spends all his time, money, and energy trying to please the intoxicating drug. This oftentimes ends up in a spinning cycle of lies and deceit wherein the user, the so-called lover, lies to the object of his desire, lies to his friends, his family, his boss even, but worst of all to himself. Eventually he finds himself doing and saying things he never thought he would in places he knows he doesn't belong. Then suddenly it's over. The object of his desire is no longer attainable. She's either withdrawn her regard or she's no longer available. Well, what then? The user goes back to his shambles of a life and attempts to rebuild the bridges he burned while he was still standing on them in order to rediscover who he was before that fateful day he took that first long look.

Dear Liza

I remember when you said that love was the opposite of fear. Or was that just the Hallmark card you sent?

Love exists

If love doesn't exist why would anyone do anything? Think of it. Do you really think anyone would do anything beyond primal urge unless love was involved? Love of sex, self, sport, whatever. It's too much to say that the human race is evolving. Isn't it just revolving? Maybe I meant to say revolting. I don't know. All I'm trying to say is that if it weren't for love of something no one would even get out of bed. Ever.