She told me to put it on a blog for all she cares

So the other day he was doing some research when he came across the paradox: What happens when an unstoppable force encounters an immovable object...
The research came in handy in his efforts to move on... escape actually from the clutches of a loveless love, the obsession...he needed though not wanted to forget about the one, his gem so clear as crystal, precious black pearl.. logic stated that there was no need holding on to something that will never exist again.. for death is the irreversible state.. and she loved him all the same if not more.. or so he thought... or so he wishes to deny..
It was a love that few have ever experienced.. fewer ever will.
The compatibily, the times, our experiences.. they were the first and last pieces of the puzzle...they completed each other.

some poisoned form of love
a loveless love
a curse
a concoction of love and hate