CityOfAngels

I remember as a kid, I always thought that nothing is greater than love. I had that Hollywood-dreamer mentality, where I couldn't wait to jump in front of the bullet for the woman I loved, or to have kids and raise them to be competent human beings.

But then I grew up, and realized how selfless love is, even to the point where it can drain your soul until you're left dry and dull. I saw how no matter how much you love someone, if they don't love you back, you will be the complete opposite of happy. I learned that even if you find someone who says they love you, they will leave you for someone 'better' in a heartbeat. I've found that my own definition of love is construed by many in countless ways, which all in some way contradict my view that it is a completely selfless way to live and act.

Love has lost its worth to me. I no longer seek love because I know that what can be found will always be superficial. I no longer yearn to give my love to someone because even I, the one person who realizes that love is selfless, can't stand to be selfless enough to the point of self-depreciation. I've experienced it, and I just don't like it anymore.

So what is love worth to you? What have your experiences taught you about love? Does it matter to you? Why?

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The words "love" and "life" go together. It is almost as if they are one. You must love to live, and you must live to love, or you have never lived nor loved at all.