When we fall in love, we firmly know that nothinglike no one has ever experienced before. This is so, and no. Love is different. One and the same word people call absolutely different states. But all the same the nature of these states is the same.
What is love?
Love-drama
She is very emotional and explosive. He throws down like a first cigarette, full of quarrels and scandals, jealousy to absurdity, constant clarification of relations, a string of endless tears and promises. Such love happens, as a rule, at a young age and ends with a nervous breakdown, complete withdrawal from reality or painted in a hair that evokes color.
It is through this love that we learn to love. All for the first time, so I want to experience everything. And at any cost and as quickly as possible.
This love is an eternal quarrel. The words "I hate you" sound much more often than "I love you", and embraces rather resemble strangulation. We run barefoot on the crooked steps of the dark porch, we break the phones against the wall, shouting that we hate and at the same time do not want to lose. Such love is when, on New Year's Eve, instead of wanting to find "The Man of His Dream", we just want everyone to finally fall behind ...
Love-hate is the result of inabilitybuild a normal human relationship. From such love wrinkles and nervous breakdowns quickly appear. In such relations there is everything: passion, farewells, despair, excitement and self-destruction. There is no, perhaps, boredom.
Love
Here everything is quiet and peaceful: No whipping dishes, hacked accounts in social networks, calls from former and promises of scratched eyes in case of treason. In such relations, everything is based on mutual trust, which already stands in the default settings.
This kind of love is very tenacious, with it you can make children and create a family that is ideal for advertising toothpaste.
That's just it is very monotonous. Therefore, you should try not to "get stuck" in it when you are young, when you really want passion, a scratched back and scarlet pink petals on silk sheets.
Love-chameleon
If she pains him, she will be muchworse than him. And he can not find words to explain why he is with her. In the morning she brings him coffee to bed, looks like he is sleeping and is afraid of losing him. When he dreams that she is sitting in a cafe with another man, he turns and wakes up in horror ...
They know what love is, but do not know what kind of feelings they have. They do not know how long they will live and for what they love each other so much. And sometimes it seems to them that nobody knows this.