What is love? Quite the platonic question, isn't it? Love is shit. Love breaks you. Love broke Harry and he hates it. Being broken is the most loathed feeling - the feeling of not being able to do a thing, without feeling that one string in your heart tug and clench. It hurts and that sucks. So, why do we waste our time on love? Because we think it's going to end happily, because we think we're going to get that happy ending. But no, skinny love is doomed. For good.