love. love makes you vulnerable. it exposes your heart and opens your chest. it allows him to reach inside and rearrange whatever he wants. you give him a piece of you and eventually... all of you. but maybe he didn't really ask for any of you. he smiles at you and makes you feel safe and suddenly you are his. your life is not your own. love takes hold on you. it gets inside you. it spreads through your whole being and then one day he tells you to promise him you'll always be friends and literally rips your heart in half. it hurts. worse than anything you've ever felt. its a soul-hurt. it gets inside you and breaks you. it changes you.