weird.

The weirdest thing ever to me right now is when you realize how much you actually love someone.
like, van Gogh kind of love, you know, the "i would cut a piece of my body off for you", kind of love. The type of love, where it hurts so good, and even when it hurts so bad, you can't walk away because it's never enough. It's so weird to come to the point of realization, and then say to yourself, that even that type of love, that amount of love, isn't enough, and you still NEED, you YEARN for more of that special someone's love. It's weird when you're addicted to that person's love, to that person in general. It's weird when you realize you need to get yourself unstuck from that type of love, again from that person in general, just so you can have a bit of sanity back, but you KNOW deep inside that doing so is virtually impossible.
It's weird that it's a good thing that that type of love is so rare. Can you imagine how much more addicted, crazy, obsessed people we would have in this world?