Love! Not that I exactly feel qualified to talk, much less advise about love, but I wish someone had told me when I was still in the process of becoming a woman that love does not just happen. We make ourselves vulnerable and available for love of a certain kind for a reason. Those reasons, or motivations, better be good. Love does not have to be a coup de foudre, a follie a deux, a singular or shared state of insanity. Love happens, usually for a reason. It behooves us to inquire, to wonder and to tread cautiously. We are magical, multi-faceted, wondrous beings. It is a good idea to bring our various facets in to play with another, rather then present one aspect alone. It is good to take our sweet time in getting to know another and through it ourselves.
Nothing compares to the sweet sense of overflowing goodwill towards the focus of our affection. Nurtured along properly the positive flow may continue rather then flip in to a malignant, maybe disappointed, destructive, powerful negative torrent. Love rejected can turn in to hate all too easily.
Do not allow the festering of hate, do not close your heart. It is our life long challenge to keep an open and soft heart, no matter what.