A little on love

I found my journal from summer 2006 a couple weeks ago. Bellow is an excerpt. The strange part is that when I wrote it I had never felt the feelings that I wrote down. Looking back I remember it just coming to me. Sorta just from my hand to the paper, hardly even understanding what I was writing down, but I felt like it was something I had to do for later. Well, now the bellow is how I feel. I have been reading this allot lately. Its been comforting to me, especially knowing that God knew what I was going to go through even before it happened.
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8/19/06
Love makes you crazy and do things you would never do other whys. It makes you float on air but then breaks you in ways you could never expect to be broken. It drops you from the clouds of dreams into reality, hard and without warning at all. The fall is so great because even as you're falling you still can't believe your falling. You're still in such great shock that the one you trusted betrayed you, went against his word and hurt you like he said he would never do. He lied and that's the way of life. But the dreamer and lover inside of you says that's not the way it has to be. But you know if it could have been changed it would have been changed centuries ago, because the cycle of life has always been. Love. Hurt. And love again. You must love again. And you will be able to. The grace of God will find a way.