Love is a Mystery

Love is an oxymoron. Maybe love is a paradox. If love was a figure of speech, it would be an oxymoron or a paradox.

Love is full of contradictions and conflicts. It is full of contrasts and inconsistencies. It is neither logical nor stupid. It is either happiness or sorrow. It is both a feeling and a decision. It cannot be forced nor created. Neither can it be destroyed nor stopped. It exists both in the mind and the heart. I...