Suddenly I see,

I have always wondered about this "Love doesn't hurt, and if it does hurt, it isn't love. The person who is worth it won't let anything hurt you." crap, and I have officially come to a realization. Love does hurt, sometimes it hurts more than anything else, but if you actually LOVE that person you will still be there through the hurt. Because lets face it, who's perfect? I don't see anyone perfect around here. There are some stories where love just seems to make a way where there seems to be no way. Then there are other stories where love seems to leave you confused and broken. And that's okay, because that's life. We live and we love, that's how we learn. Right? Or does everyone just tell themselves that so the pain will subside for a moment? Or do we actually believe that and live that theory out? OR is it because it's not actually LOVE's fault, it's our fault for how we handled that love? Because at the end of the day, why are we broken in the first place? It is because of love itself or because of the choices we took while "in love"? Loving someone hurts sometimes, and I understand that just as much as the next person. Because honestly I still love him, but I would chop my hand off before I reached for him again. And the only person that's to blame for that is myself, I could have stopped it, I could have prevented it, but I didn't. But does that give me the right to blame LOVE for this pain I feel sometimes? Definitely not. Suddenly I see, I'm not perfect, we're not perfect, but love is.