I once said something about love that read a lot like this:
"today, i decided that love is supposed to be crazy, fun, childish and slightly retarded."
actually it read exactly like that.
it is so strange when people try to rationalize love. try to make sense of it.
why try to rationalize something that gives you feelings and emotions and makes you experience things like you never experienced them before.
don't think "oh i shouldn't do this for love because it doesn't make sense in the long run, who knows what might happen. i can't risk my life on love and then end up with nothing"
don't.
just do it.
loves not a poker game. it's not chance. it's fate.
if you don't completely give yourself to the person you love, how can you expect them to?
if you don't sacrifice EVERYTHING, why would they?
and this is where fear plays its devilish part. being ready for things to go wrong makes you give less of yourself, practically ensuring that things will go wrong. so what if they do? at least you experienced the most important thing in our lives.
love.
unconditional, crazy, fun, childish, irrational, nonsensical love. the kind that captures your very soul and stops its heartbeat. making you feel like you used to be whole, but were torn apart by the world and are now complete again.
complete enough to do anything you have to, to stay that way.
don't close your eyes.
don't pray.
it won't work itself out.
you have to work it out.
you have to make the effort.
go all in, because if you lose, you get many a chance, but if you win, oh if you win.