Love Can Destroy You

**ISLA**
Many people have a strong desire to find true love. We all have romantic encounters in our lives, and falling in love for the first time can be the most magical of them. But falling in love for the first time can also be the most magical of all life experiences.
Falling in love with someone can be an amazing and exciting experience. It is possible, though, that these feelings will settle into something that feels a little different over time. This love may appear to be mellow or peaceful. Occasionally, you may find yourself thinking I love them rather than I’m in love with them.
If your relationship undergoes a shift, it does not necessarily imply that something is wrong with it. Feeling in love with someone rather than loving them merely highlights how sentiments of love evolve throughout a relationship, particularly a long-term relationship.
However, our love is just a game—a play. It’s fake. And this love is just one-sided. One-sided love, Specifically, you are feeling this way towards someone who does not reflect your feelings.
And a person like me, who has known one-sided love has a deep-seated yearning in my heart that one day someone exceptional would love me in return.
Sometimes, it is likely that the person with whom you have fallen in love is not a perfect match for you; he or she may live in a different place or be too elderly or too young for you to find a match. He or she may be harboring affection for someone else, or he or she may simply not be ready for a relationship at this point.
Unrequited love can leave a person feeling hopeless because you care about someone who does not care about you in the same manner. One-sided love can even be conceivable between couples who are already in a relationship, in which one person loves completely and completely without regard for the other partner's feelings.
In some cases, the cherished will intentionally reject the one-sided lover, while in other cases, the cherished will have no idea of the admirer's romantic interest in him or her.
I know Zero was aware of my foolish love interest in him. And I admit, it’s my entire fault. I didn’t hold myself from developing deeper feelings for him.
Love is a natural force that can't be stopped. I cannot control, claim, or take away love, no matter how much I wish I could. I cannot compel the moon, the stars, the wind, or the rain to come and leave according to my whims, and I cannot command the sun to shine. The fact that we, humans, have some limited ability to affect the weather means that we do so at the risk of disrupting an ecological balance that I do not completely comprehend. The same is true for courtships and seductions; however, the outcome is more likely to be infatuation or two illusions dancing together than true love in these situations.
I heaved a deep sigh. “Are you okay?” Zero asked.
I met his eyes and nodded.
He smiled at me before glancing back in front. We’re still in the middle of the road, traveling into their house. I even forget the way to their address. It’s not that I always go there. It happened that I’ve been there once, and it’s a long, long, time ago.
I love Zero… but he can’t love me back. Painful, but it’s the truth.
However, I can still love him from afar.
Love is far more powerful than I am. I can encourage love, but I have no control over how, when, or where it manifests itself in the world. Even though I have the option of giving in to love or not, love always hits like lightning—unexpected, incontrovertible, and irreversible.
You can even find yourself falling in love with somebody you don't much care for. Love does not come with any terms, limitations, addendums, or procedures attached to it at all. Just like the sun radiates regardless of our worries and wishes, love does the same.
Loving Zero even made me a love guru. I laughed which caught Zero’s attention again as he glanced at me and then gaze back in front.
His right hand is still in mine while his other hand is maneuvering the steering wheel which makes him cool.
“You’re happy?” he asked and who am I to deny?
I nodded. “I am,” I replied.
“Love makes you feel happy,” he uttered which I completely agree with.
Love is, by its very nature, unfettered. It cannot be purchased, traded, or bargained in any way. You cannot force someone to love you, nor can you keep them from falling in love with you – not for any amount of money. Love cannot be caged, nor can it be regulated through statutory means. Love is not a material, it is not a property, and it is not even a viable source of energy to be sold. Love has no boundaries, no frontiers, no quantitative mass or energy production, and hence has no territory or borders.
“Can you buy happiness?” I asked and I saw how his forehead creased.
“Nope,” he replied.
“How about sex… can you buy it?”
Zero glanced at me and said, “Maybe.”
“Maybe? What’s with that answer?” I asked and chuckled.
“You can buy sex partners, sex toys, or whatsoever. But can you buy love?” I asked.
“I don’t know,” he replied.
I sighed. “Sexual pleasure and fulfillment, whether delivered through the use of fingers, tongues, objects, imaginative play, paddles, and collars, or simply through plain intercourse, may undoubtedly be purchased and sold, neither to mention utilized to market other products. Although the subject of whether sex should be available for purchase is debatable. However, love itself cannot be bought.”
Zero let out a soft chuckle and let go of my hand. “You’re still young to know too much about love, Isla,” he uttered. I was hurt by it but I chooses to ignore it.
“Love can destroy you—this not between buy and have it free, this is about sacrificing things just for love,” Zero continued. “For a young lady like you, you treat love as the most special thing that you need to feel at this time but when time goes by, you don’t need it. If this love you are pointing to is romantic, mind you, you don’t need to experience this to be happy,” Zero shook his head. “You don’t need to be in a romantic relationship to complete your existence. Feeling that romantic stupid love, can lead you to shattered pieces,” he added.
It seems like Zero was already been in love—or he had already fallen in the past but got broken. Did someone break Zero’s heart?
I could feel the depth of his anger for the word love. It seems like he’s pulling his words from his past.
“But being in love and experiencing love makes you feel euphoric—”
“Love will make you insane that can even turn you into the person you don’t want to be—to be a mons—anyway, are you hungry? You haven’t eaten your breakfast, right?” he asked, trying to divert the topic.
I smiled at him. “I don’t know why you seem to hate this romantic love. Love is concerned about what happens to you because love understands that we are all connected. Love is innately empathetic by its essence.”
“Love can destroy you. period,” Zero utters and parked his car in a food chain. “And we need food right now, not love lessons,” he uttered.