Aware and oblivious.

Love is complicated.

It makes no sense while making perfect sense.
It's incredibly mind-boggling that you can love someone so vehemently one moment and not the next. What makes us change our mind or heart? Can it be prevented or are we simply cycling through our series of events in the order they were intended for us? Why do we grow apart? Eh, I know all of the reasons that you know... but I'm saying... really, what gives?!
We're human, we mess up, we fall down, we fail, we succeed, we're selfless and selfish, we're hot and cold, we're moody, sensitive in our purest form.... and we know this! Why is love jealous? At times, presumptuous? How can one love too much? Don't agree? Well, you're wrong. You can love someone too much. How much is too much?
Do we always love people for who they are or how they make us feel? I like the way loving someone makes me feel.... when I'm loved back. It's knowingly quite painful when it's not reciprocated. But no matter the heart's intention, love is love. Is love selfish? Or is it selfless? I think it's both.