Is the squeeze worth the juice?

 “Love is mean and love hurts” says a singer in a song. But if we know it before hand, then why do we embrace in that terrible venture? Only a fool would take that risk.

It seems that has been a typical topic along the years, we have seen it in almost every play written by Shakespeare.

In Romeo and Juliet, both lovers take a risk for falling in love with the heir’s enemy; we know their love story ended up in a tragic one.

In MSND, when lover rescue to get into the woods, they were tricked and their object of love was switch. It could have been a tragic closure, but still they were tested if they really were in love of the person that they had said.

In Twelfth Night, lovers are more involved; as a consequence, they are led them to commit outrageous actions. Nevertheless, the principal source that keeps them away from love and causes them pain, is not out there, but inside of them. They are their own enemies in the love game. Maybe in a level of their consciousness, they are aware that they might end up hurt, so they run “away”. As Cerati, would say: “al menos se que huyo porque amo”.

I’m pretty sure that all of us have been in a situation like this, at least one. Do you regret or your motto is “better to regret what you've done than what you haven't”? 

Perhaps we will be lucky if we could live without love and all the pain that involves, but then our lives will lack that spicy element, which makes us feel alive and other times dead.