“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.”

- Neil Gaiman -

Actually I don't feel that this is negative.
Perhaps it's coz I feel that it's true.
And truth, be it negative or positive, somehow seems to possess a neutral quality.
Until someone comes along and makes you question the quality of truth you once held close to your heart.
Simply because someone's presence is enough to brighten up your day. That's all.
And this makes you feel that perhaps, just perhaps, for this time,
Two is Better Than One