I did not want it but got hit by Eros' Arrow and wrote this;
I forgot to tell you about the fearlessness. It is so true. I have no cortisol or adrenaline. Epinephrine makes a person feel like they are being chased by lions or in freefall. My sensation is the opposite. I fear nothing and am totally shameless and bold. I also feel like I am levitating, not falling. My appetite has decreased so I have also lost some weight while gaining muscle mass. Another symptom presenting in this case is auditory synesthesia, hearing emotions as orchestrated beautiful music. Oh, I used to be a Toastmaster. I do know more about you than you know about me. I observed your speaking skills, poise, and leadership abilities in a social context. A couple of other symptoms are more vivid colors, spontaneous laughter at self, greatly lessened pain response, a ten-thousand percent increase in background libido, tears at poetry, and a greater appreciation of nature. I really should get a qualified medical diagnosis. What could it be?
And when she rejected me over my honesty, generosity, and vulnerability. I felt like I was in a 90 mph car crash that rolled five times. I had no idea what was wrong with me. None, only physical pain. Until I figured out that the removal of the arrow is twice as powerful and exactly the opposite of its strike. That was the cause. It is a barbed arrow after all. The gods are laughing at me for their set up, she is the most lovely person I have ever met. I was safe in my shell. Like a distant islander, I had no immunity, now I do. I am up with my booster against it. The down side of amorosity is so much worse that worth it to venture. My foolish foolish heart.
Happy Valentines.