Dysfunctional Dreamer

This 'Thang' They Call Love

Being surrounded by broken-hearted people sometimes make you wonder if this thing called "love" is ever worth it. I don't know if it exists, and I won't assume to know.
I hope one day I will be able to find out for myself. But for those who are spiralling down into depression over it, I think this is pretty pinpointing what they are going through. Stumbled upon this piece in a book I read recently. Beautifully written too.

"The end of love is a haunting.
A haunting of dreams. A haunting of silence.
Haunted by ghosts it is easy to become a ghost. Life ebbs.
The pulse is too faint.
Nothing stirs you.
Some people approve of this and call it healing. It is not healing.
A dead body feels no pain."

posted by nori_b @ 3:01 PM