[begin thoughtful rant]
When I decide to love something or someone, I make the conscious decision to love hard.
Life is too short to be wasted on indecision.
There is no point in loving slowly, or softly.
No point in loving something over time.
No point in shaping your love to fit a certain situation.
Especially when time is promised to no one.
You never know when you'll have your last day here.
Take your last breath.
The concept of love can take us to new heights, and the lowest of lows.
It has the possibility of bending or even breaking our hearts.
It can take us to places we aren't sure we'll ever come back from.
But somehow, we always come back.
Somehow, I'm always coming back.
Love is so real.
[end thoughtful rant]