You think you know someone,
You think you love someone.
Then in 2 seconds it all just dissipates.
But then again you still know you love them and in a strange way know they love you back but...
there's always a but...
there's always that feeling,
it goes away but can be straight back, with no notice, to hit you right between the corners of your existence,
so why?
why love someone?

that is the question i suppose.

and in answer?
well, i suppose if you never love anyone you can never lose anyone, which means you can never be hurt. And what would our lives be without random emotions scattered among existence like red coals in a desert? i don't know, i can't say. i've been with emotions since forever and as much as they attack me I'd never lived without them.