Fall Out Of Love

Today I was asked a really interesting question:

Why do you think people fall out of love?

I had like five seconds to think about what my answer was going to be and I decided for "I think if people fall out of love is because they didn't actually fall in love in the first place.” And I spent the rest of the day thinking about that question and my answer.

So, did I ever fall out of love?

Did I ever fall in love?

I don’t know. But love seems so delicate, fragile and beautiful. It’s a powerful, dangerous and lasting feeling and that’s the only love we should know. Love is kind and it doesn’t involve anger or sadness. Unfortunately, this is not the only love we know - «We accept the love we think we deserve», Stephen Chbosky wrote; and he demonstrated it in The Perks of Being a Wallflower in a unique way. We often forget what love is and what love should and shouldn’t be about. And that’s the worst thing we could ever forget because love is just the pink part of the rose, not the thorns.

The question is: does love have an ending? Or is it eternal?

Some people say that the first true love is forever and that we can never forget about it. We can even be with other people after that but does that count as love? Or love is just the first one?

Other people say that’s bullshit and that love is the last one we find – the one we keep for ‘the rest of our days’.

What is love, then? Is it the first? The last? One in the middle?

And whatever the answer to this question is, can true love ever end?
I understand that sometimes people get sick of other people when they spend too much time together and that some flaws are only possible to notice after spending a lot of time with the same person. But what does this mean? Is this the end of hope?

Is this the end of love?

Can we hate the person we love?

Can love be so dangerous that it can lead us to hate that person?

I would really like to have an answer for this problem but I’m just seventeen and I have none experience in this world. I have none experience in love.

So what can you tell me about it? Because as much as I like to observe people, I can hardly understand what they think about certain subjects. And this is one of those subjects. I can’t know what people think about love and people don’t usually like to talk about it because it’s a hard and confusing subject.

I now have a new goal.

To know what the world thinks about love and its limit. To understand what love really is because for it to happen there has to be at least two people thinking the same way. For love to happen there has to be two people talking, smiling, observing and finding out together if it is possible to fall out of love.

If people fall out of love is because they didn’t actually fall in love in the first place.

Do you agree?

I listen to you.