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Why is it that love always comes back when you least expect it? Even if you don't even want it or ask for it, it somehow sneaks back into your life. Like a thief trying to steal a part of you that you try so hard to protect. It leaves you so defenseless because once you're caught in it, your mind, body and soul become exposed. I'm not talking about love where you're kind of vulnerable. The kind of love I'm talking about is the kind that can tear you apart or build you with just a few words from you know who. When you're in its throws you can't help but give in too wherever it takes you. When it hits, it hits so hard you can sometimes literally feel sick in the stomach. Either way, your hands and feet feel like blocks of ice. Your heart beats like an overworked race horse that just can't seem to stop no matter how hard you try. I'm not sure what it is that triggers it. It could be a glance that's dangerously too long, a smile that's more than just a smile, or touch on the shoulder that makes you surrender your very soul. Whatever it is, your actions, thoughts and words don't belong to you anymore. Nothing in this world is as good and bad for you at the same time. So, I have to say that as of right now I'm in a love/hate relationship with love.