Stupid Cupid Got Lost

People say that the best experience is to be in love.
Is it really?
I mean, of course it is when boy and girl live the life of a fairytale. A prince with a heart of gold meets a submissive goddess. Sparks fly and time stops, while they drown in each other's eyes. They go on to get married and have bouncing babies with the biggest eyes and live in a land where everyone is happy for them, right down to the churchmice and the flies.

But in bloody reality, how often does something like this happen? Does it happen at all? If love is indeed such a wonderful experience, shouldn't it come with peace and without tears? Can't it just happen between two people who want to be with each other? Why must it almost always be one sided? How then do people go on to say love is the essence of life? Pain is the essence of life. Pain is the subset of every emotion, not love.

I've read somewhere that it's okay to be a fool for love. To give all you have, and to show how much you care even if it means you risk looking like a damned clown. Well, if he's gonna come around, then your dignity will be redeemed and all's well. But what happens when he treats it like a lame joke? When he belittles you and your silly feelings? When he brushes it away like an annoying mosquito?When he thinks you're not worthy to deserve a reciprocation? Or the decency of an explanation?

First impulse would obviously be to wipe the tears, pack the bags, leave and throw the keys. To find a place where you'll never feel so small again. But as you walk that dim,dead road you begin to see his smile, his laughter rings in your ears, and you get a whiff of his scent. Without thinking, you put your bags down and give your tired legs a rest. And it hits you that now's when it all stops, and thats when it comes rushing, eager to consume you. Maybe, just maybe, things would have turned out differently if you'd controlled it, stopped it before it became this hard, this strong. You begin to think that maybe he was right. You ARE the deluded idiot. What the hell was going through your head?

Then you hear this faint voice telling you that all you did was care. What kinda world doesn't allow you to genuinely care? Too much at stake, too many involved, so turn around, run back and care from a distance if that's as close as you can get...