Have you ever fallen in love with someone in a way that can only be described as selfish? Like you only loved him or her because it made you happy to do so … it wasn’t exactly them, but more of the idea. The idea of loving someone who claimed that they liked you back, as if that creates some sort of safety net from being let down or hurt. Although, eventually, when the delusion passes and you realize how one-sided this miserable affair truly is, you only get hurt more.
You see, it’s more of a let down then if you had fallen for someone that you knew would never feel the same. That’s why I can’t stand those who pretend they have the same intentions. They aren’t exactly heartbreakers, but more twisters. They smell the advantage held and use it, make you fall hard, and slowly twist. It gradually binds you into a seemingly self-formed knot of addiction.
An addiction to another person … it’s the deadliest addiction that you can suffer from, for it’s like a gateway to all the others. How many people do you hear of that turn to drugs, alcohol, or chocolate to get over the loss of somebody they allegedly cannot live without? Okay, yes, chocolate isn’t deadly, but it sure as hell isn’t healthy! Neither is selfish love.