It’s supposed to but that isn’t always the case. Sometimes true love can be just as destructive as it is beautiful. Love is a necessity to feel human but at what cost? Sanity, security, insecurity, and/or pain. Love doesn’t have a set behavioral pattern. Love is one of very few things that is tangible yet intangible. I’ll feel one way about love today and a different the next. It’s a system based off of feels. I’m numb.