I have no bad things to say about love, I have only disheartened things to say about the human mind which is liable to screw things up because it's wiring was set when we were small people and it can be troublesome to convert an old machine to run with new software.
You might have had the gift of having your heart broken, and then having it broken, and broken and rebroken. Or maybe it just happened once I don't know. It might have made you a little less lovable and unloving. But nonetheless notice how your heart has persisted with love, how it wants to be in relationships and how it still yearns to care and be cared for. The mind of a child screams "WHAT ARE YOU DOING? THIS WILL HUUUUUUuuurrrrrttt....." in the tapering fading way that children's admonitions sometimes go, and you think maybe that you are really stupid for allowing yourself to love again, and you crawl towards love with your tail between your legs and hissing a little bit, unsure whether to bite or run or just sort of hang around. Experiences as a child with bee stings and broken glass have taught you to be discriminating, because not everything beautiful brings pleasure. Yet we don't consider that the most beautiful thing is already inside us and is the thing that perpetually drives us to give of ourselves.
Let your heart break and break again because the breaking reveals the unbroken love inside.
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