Revisiting old wounds pushes the belief of love

The word love feels so serene unless and until you look into wounds of heart caused by many people who claims they love you. While I was a teenager, I dreamt of a happy family. Something that was completely devoid in my household. Bought up in an abusive family, I never got to experience love. I fell in love 3 times in my 25 years journey and If someone asked me what did I gain , it would be to expect pain and to be wiser. If I look into all three, I would never say that they didn't love me . They did. In their own way. Selfish yet sweet. Everything felt like looking through a rose tinted glasses, unless you realise that the person you are loving is not the real them, but the version they customised themselves for you so that you would fall in love. Maybe not faster but definitely harder. Too deep that you feel that you are plunged deeper into a black hole.How profoundly Elvis presley sung those words " Wise men say only fools rush in". It is not love that is scary but the feeling that once It gets deeper ,it would be difficult to get out of it.