Love (The Great All End)

Love. The healer of misery. A banquet for couples to feast upon daily, a life so better lived when people find and share Love. And not the simple love spelt with a small L which is suitable for statements like 'I love fish and chips' or 'I love the taste of beer', but real Love, spelt with a capitol L to signify its pomp and importance.
As Shakespeare said, “So long as I can breathe or I can see, so long lives your love which gives life to me.”
Love, real Love, is a splendid thing indeed! If handled well and treated carefully Love is divine, a blissful shelter from pain. But even this great elixir has its moments for while Love does indeed possess an awesome power and makes misery and ills disappear, at least for a time, it also antagonises Happiness. (Yes the capitol H Happiness).
How often have entwined couples been strolling along a canal side, no apparent care in the world, when suddenly bam! Something turns up out of nowhere to trip them up, leaving everything shattered.
There are forces in this world we are not aware of. Forces with their own rules and justice, plots and agendas. As humans we quickly get lured by Love, eager to bask in the euphoria it creates but doing so we leave ourselves open to other emotions and powers such as Hate and its minions: envy, anger, spite, selfishness, ignorance and deciet.
We should be careful when visited by Love that we do not discard everything else in life for such is its power it regularly dissolves other things which are outside of its charming circle.
Friendship is often one of the first to go under Loves spell. It is merciless in its destroyer of friendship, and does it in many different ways. All too often people caught in a whirlwind of romance ignore friends whose importance seem to melt away as the deafening roar of Cupids arrows fall around the afflicteds ears and heart.
Bitterness and resentment on the part of those left out as the selfish rollercoaster of Love speeds on. Its not a set law of what happens but that it happens at all proves that Love has sharp edges. And those edges stretch further if the siamese hearts ever decide to beat apart again when things turn sour. And they usually do.
Suddenly what used to be a wonderful friendship turns into an ugly parting of ways, leaving sores to fester. Love enhances friendship so long as Love is whole. When two lovers fall out of their private 'spirit world' the bond shatters like a glass heart in a vice. As soon as the circle of friends and lovers is infected by Love only to then succumb to negative forces (jealousy, distrust, ect) then all is doomed.
For all its marvellous intentions, Love has the ability to destroy everything with leaving utter desolation in its ruins. Two people can remain close after an unsuccessful relationship but only if they've been in love, not Love.