People fall in love with each other. I believe each person on this planet has their loved ones. When a person falls in love with someone, he/she usually came as a stranger. And in a second, that stranger could quickly turn into a lover.
It might occurs to 'love at the first sight', but it sure doesn't only occur to romantic love. Maybe some parents are not aware that their children used to be a 'stranger'. When parents see their baby for the first time, that newborn baby could turn from a 'stranger' into a 'lover', at the first sight.
Love has great ability to narrow down the line between 'strange' and 'common' or 'familiar' and 'unfamiliar'. When someone turns from a stranger into a lover, he/she automatically becomes less strange and more common, more familiar. Eventhough you don't know his/her name yet, but at least you'll start to recognize the face, the voice, the gesture, the presence, etc. And by those recognitions, he/she becomes more common and familiar, and no longer a stranger to you.
Otherwise, love has another great ability to restore the circumstance to its original state. It usually occurs when you're breaking up. Usually after some endless fights and frictions, your feelings for each other will be faded away. Slowly or directly. And that's the moment when your lover starts to turn back into a stranger. And when you completely lose the feelings, he/she would become a complete stranger.
I've been in that kind of situation. I fell in love at the first sight with a stranger and she quickly became a lover. I spent years loving her, adoring her, craving for her, crazy of her. i thought i'd never stop loving her. But as time went by, we kept disappointing each other and i reached the moment when i completely lose my feelings for her, we broke up, and she became a total stranger.
Sometimes i miss the moments with her, the togetherness, and the tough struggle of 'stealing' her heart. I honestly miss her. When we were still together, everytime i missed her, i met or saw her pictures and my 'homesickness' for her was satisfied. Done. But now, when i miss her and try to meet or see her pictures, that longing and 'homesickness' still remains. I can't heal the wound, the ache of missing her. And it's deeply painful. Mentally.
I've learned a good lesson. Love has power to wreck someone's sanity.
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