Sorry this'll be slightly off topic
Don't selective quote me mantra. Sorry... don't ask questions about half a quote.
How old are you?
Never regretted a decision, never had other people interfere in your life?
When you get older maybe you'll understand then eh.
Love isn't all goodness and light either you know.... love can be unrequited... here's a few quotes just for you.
Quote:The path of true love never runs smooth.
The wounds of love can only be healed by the one who made them.
Spiteful words can hurt your feelings but silence breaks your heart.
It's like chain lightning, this love that I feel
Who knows where it strikes
Or when it will hit
How long it will last, or when it will quit
You can close your eyes to things you don’t want to see, but you can’t close your heart to things you don’t want to feel.
Sometimes you put walls up not to keep people out, but to see who cares enough to break them down.
Meeting you was fate, becoming your friend was a choice, but falling in love with you I had no control over.
Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.
True Love burns the brightest, But the brightest flames leave the deepest scars.
Oh and BTW Philophobes are the cause of much unrequite. And because it is so illogical, so opposite of clear thinking it is all the more painful.
LoveLove is the most powerful of all the emotions
Friend and enemy
It can leave you walking on air or drowning in the depths of desperation.
As easily as it can light up your soul, it can rip out your heart and leave it abandoned, alone, yet still pathetically beating on the ground.
Love is invisible.
You can’t see it coming, you can’t see it go.
It comes unannounced and unexpected.
When it leaves, it always leaves a mark.
It’s fickle and true.
Can colour your life rosy with the warmth of happiness or turn it blue with cold stark sad emptiness.
There is no halfway with love.
You either embrace it or you don’t.
Love can give you life, but love can also kill you.
Without a blink, without hesitation, it will strike like a blow from a blacksmiths hammer, on white hot iron.
It will reforge you.
The strong and malleable survive whilst the weak and fragile perish.
The most painful love is unrequited.
Sometimes it and the suffering it causes goes unnoticed.
Sometimes it leads to; scorn, rejection, disdain and ridicule.
This love is merciless.
Love is not sex.
Physical desire is not love.
Lust has many partners but Love has only room for one.
It is demanding giving obsessive committed.
easel... of course you can still have feeling... you can have them 16 years later... a lifetime later. age is no barrier either. Us oldies still have feelings and can fall in love just as easily as anyone else.
If your feelings were love... they will still be love. And even if you have moved on from them and things have changed... things can still affect you and feelings can still bubble to the surface from earlier times.
Women.. what would they know about love.