Just watched the OITNB valentine’s day episode
Love starts as a dull ache in your chest and ends with you in tears.
Love is like a small fire that consumes you as fuel. It burns through your body and leaves you high on fumes until it reaches your mind. And when it’s run its course and burned you out, you look back and follow the fire’s trail and search for something—anything—left behind to cling to, and you find that there’s nothing there.