The Paradox of Love: Heartbreak, Healing, and Falling Again

Exploring the depths of love—pain, power, and why it’s worth all the risks.

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Breakups change us a lot. They heal and hurt us, often leaving us questioning which is stronger. My own breakup did the same. It made me question not only the healing process but also love itself. What exactly is love?

Love is the most indescribable feeling in existence. Poets spend their entire lives writing about it and have still not run out of words to describe it. Even Romeo and Juliet, history’s greatest lovers, never truly figured it out.

But what is it?

Is it the constant thinking about that one person that occupies your mind? Is it waiting an entire day to see the person smile because they can turn a bad day good? Is it the fact that when they hug you all your worries melt away like wax on a candle? Or is it the calm feeling they give you knowing you’ll be alright? I still haven’t been able to figure out what it is. Love is impossibly hard to put into words but absurdly easy to fall into. It happens unexpectedly, beyond your control, and all you can do is savour it while it lasts.

I did however manage to categorise it into two types; one-sided and the mutual.

One sided love is arguably the strongest and happens to many of us at various points in our lives, most of the times unknowingly. It has no expectation, just hope. Hope that one day they’ll say I love you. But the poignant part of it all? Just one glimpse of them staring at you with their brightest smile will be enough for you to fall in love once again.

Mutual love, on the other hand, is one that is divided between two people. It’s not as powerful as one sided love because is it shaped by the expectations of two people. You care how they act, how they dress, how they spend time with you. Watching them from afar isn’t enough; you need to hold them close, hear about their day, and things they do affect your love for them. But mutual love has its own magic—it makes you want to comfort them, be the reason they smile, and give them the moon, stars and the universe.

So the question persists, should you fall in love?

Yes, falling in love is terrifying, but being afraid of falling in love is for cowards. The brave dive headfirst, unafraid of consequences, because they know that love, in the moment, is the most beautiful feeling they will ever experience. They will do it again and again, even if it breaks them.

I pity everyone who is scared of falling in love, because what’s the point of life if you’re not madly in love?

How do I describe love?

Love is the calm to your storm. The hand that steadies you when you stumble. The hug that grounds you when you’re sad. Love is quiet. Love feels like home.  Love is home.

For me love is also Notting Hill, a movie I will never get over.

I hope you enjoyed reading this and I hope to see you soon. Have a great day!