She just can't

She can't no longer love. She kept saying that. She discovered at that point when she loves, she dies. Because every piece of her its design for this, for feel this terrifying feeling; that thing she called love its in order to drag her to the deepest hollow of the her state of mind. She don't know how to stop, she never figured out that this kind of feeling can't be stopped. She's not programmed to love while she's breathing, because every part of love takes away a breath of her. She knows that the very moment she fall in love, she's dead. That's not other way that she knows how to feel. But, not being in love, not reserved a piece of her to love is like to living death. And she goes mad, about all this crap. The world seems not be ready to take her soul, her love, the love that's so intense, and make her live and teach her live without all the pain, and all the death that she could bring with her.