This story is from Russia's point of view.
If I could describe love in three words, I think those words would be nice,
confusing and harmful.
First, why nice?
Well, that seems rather
obvious, from the point of view of someone who's in love with someone that
shares this love.
But for me, it isn't obvious. I know (well I heard)
that love feels really nice.
...
But I don't know if it's true. I
know that at the beginning, when you have a crush on someone, it feels really
nice in your heart. Whenever you look at that special someone, you blush and
there's butterflies in your stomach. That's what they describe in the novels.
They say it's like a warm embrace.
A bit like drinking vodka, but
nicer... At least I think so.
Now, why is love confusing?
Well, I
think it's confusing because you never know how the other feels. You can think
they love you when they don't, and that they hate you when they really don't.
It's pretty confusing.
Why can't humans understand each others better? I
think it would be good for mankind to be able to understand other people's
feelings better... There would be less divorces and more happy people, да?
Да...
That brings us to the last word.
Harmful.
I
think love is nice and slightly confusing, but mostly harmful.
Based on
what I experienced, love isn't worth it at all. People never love you back. And
your heart always hurts when you like someone.
...
At least it
feels like that for me. When I look at the girl I love, it feels nice at first,
but then I remember that she hates me.
And it doesn't feel nice anymore.
It hurts even more than normally. It's like my heart is being crushed by
someone's fist, that something is strangling it.
Normally, my heart
hurts, it's just how it is.
No one asking you how you feel.
No
one talking to you.
People saying mean things to you.
Your hugs
not being returned.
Fake friends.
People avoiding you.
I'm
Russia so no one cares about me.
But when I look at the girl I love, the
pain gets worse. I can barely cover it with my usual happy smile.
It's
so hard not to break down...
It's so hard not to cry...
It hurts
so much...
Why does love exist anyway?
It always ends up hurting
you.
Isn't love supposed to be a happy feeling?
No.
It's
surely not.
It's only like that in the movies, when the girl falls in
love with a man and becomes his wife.
Happy ever after doesn't
exist.
It's all a lie.
That's it, if I could add a fourth word to
the three original ones, it would be lie.
Because love is a
lie.
It's not true and it never will be.
It's a lie!
And it
hurts so much... I can't even think of something that hurts as much... It's
just too painful and cruel...
It only brings pain to humanity.
So
it's useless, worthless and painful.
It's a lie.