Love is real; so real that it is terrifying.
We have the ability to control nearly every aspect of our beings. Happiness and sorrow...they are subjective. We are susceptible to emotions as we please. Our state of happiness is based solely on how we direct our mind's perception. Our own mind is the only determinant. We can prevent negative emotions by directing our brain to do just that. All you need to do to gain this control is to become aware of it.
Love, however...love is uncontrollable. The feelings will come and go as they please; mainly come. They will slowly trickle into your subconscious, stumbling through the weeds, then come surging into the most conscious areas of your mind. These, at times, undesired synapses will make your knees buckle and make it feel as if you are becoming detached from your physical body. They will gather every sense of logic in your head, and they will dispose of them. They will rewire your brain to make you insane and irrational. These emotions, they will make you ugly. They will make you so ugly that you become beautiful. Love will create an entirely unfamiliar existence that you will now thrive off of. You will be vulnerable and exposed. Your lungs will swell so large that you will think there is no possible way they are still trapped behind your rib cage. You will be ugly and you will be beautiful. You will be.
And these feelings...they will never depart.