yes - love is excruciating. When I love i love completely, the ache of love pouring from my heart is overwhelming .... and beautiful.
When love walks away hurts, and i rejoice in that beautiful pain of desire, suspended between need and satisfaction. and when I meet love again, I relish the new throbbing, uncontrollable plummet from the safety net into the chasm again. I want to love always. I want a lover whom, when I look into her eyes, I weep. joy, pain, its all the same. it's love.