Why does love always hurt me?

How complicated and trivial love is, we know that all love, no matter how fresh and sweet at first, will eventually become heavy. We are both men and women who have been to the sea, so we have all learned to stay away from love and the harm that could have been avoided in life. We have lost the courage to risk our lives for love. Because we all know that love is the only weapon that can hurt us. We are all secular men and women. We doubt love, fear love and deny love, but we all yearn for and expect love without exception. In this restless era, under the surface of a quiet life, there is an undercurrent. Beneath our well-dressed appearance, there is a restless and evil heart. Beneath the well-informed, docile and clever appearance, it is a restless heart, always looking forward to unusual things, always ready to break the original state, always waiting for rebellion or derailment. We must admit that we are ambitious but timid. Although we will have 1000, 10,000 beautiful hypotheses, we still stand still and stop. We need the feeling of love and being loved, like the ambiguous feeling of mixing love and liking, the faint bitterness and melancholy, the secret happiness and joy that no third party can feel except the other party. We love love, love is addicted to love, love is tossing and turning in love, love is enjoying in love, love is missing in love, and even love the process of crying in love, but we don't like to pick up the chicken feathers left by love. That's all. Enough is enough.