I think it kind of hurts.

If love does not hurt, even with the slightest bit, then is there any feeling at all?

Love hurts because it is made up of all-consuming emotions and you realize that you might feel like you are drowning.

not breathing hurts.

It is made up of nonsensical thoughts that fill your mind and you are so occupied that sometimes you trip. 

and then you hurt your knee.

Love is all the fleeting moments that make you believe that you can fly, and you then jump of a cliff. 

The fall will give you broken bones. 

It is the accumulation of mundane experiences: 

cooking together and getting burned in the process, or cutting your finger. 

holding each other and bumping your elbow into his head. 

forgetting a detail you memorized. after all, we are humans capable of forgetting even the things we love. 

Love hurts because it is not a story of a fairytale where endings and scenes are written beforehand.

Love hurts because sometimes you realize things that you never knew before

such as knowing that sometimes your words can hurt

and even your unconscious laugh. 

Love hurts because when you love someone, you take a piece of you, and you hand it to them. 

the process of taking, creates blood and bruises. 

When you love someone, you embrace risks.

like standing in the middle of a plank, and the choices can either be jumping into the water or going back to the boring ship. 

Love hurts because there's a compromise. A part of you that you will sacrifice to get something bigger. Far more bigger than a whole of you, because you get another. 

Love hurts, and when it does, it is also love that soothes, and overpowers the pain. Because we feel a little shock when we hold electricity, but isn't it nice to have a surge of energy?