Love makes us what kind of person we are. Its shaping our values based on what we have been into. Sometimes we are mean, dumb and uncaring because we saw and learned it somewhere from the past. It could be our parents, friends and previous relationship partners. We are what we eat and we are what we grew up with. Human beings, when in love, are selfish creatures. What they all care about is their feelings. They are bound to hurting other people intentionally or not and their existence lies on a touch-and-go game. 
When I was a kid, I remember I caught an insect using a long palm leaf stick with a resin from a tree to stick them on it. My mom saw me with a dark red-coloured dragonfly caught between my fingers. I was a very curious child and out of my mean curiosity i tore both wings so it couldnt fly away and i could play with it. It's been really nice watching it struggle wanting to fly away. I held it againts me and had a close watch at its face that looks like an alien in a helmet. Suddenly, my curiousity led into something more that I had to tear its head and watch it strangle to death. My mom said to me "Did you ever realise how did it take to have that dragonfly be like what it is?" I didnt understand her at that point but she instilled to me that no matter how small and ugly a living thing is, nature took a great care to have it as it is and killing such a wonderul creature is very mean. I remembered once she told me about rice plants, how its being planted and grown, and the process of the nature nurturing every grain to make it to our tables to eat, it took months to grow, uncounted drops of sweat to produce and immeasurable effort from the nature to make it and its completely worthless to spare a single grain of it. This made a lot of sense to me and i would never forget this lesson ever.
We are all like a kid that i was and dragonflies at the same time. As we live on, we play with curiousity. We tend to get attracted to dragonflies with the most distinctive colours and sophisticated features, and as long as we got them in our hands we make them stuck to us and push to their limits. We would never realise what that fly have been through before reaching us until we become another dragonfly ourselves and experience the same fate. Its just a very awful situation that real dragonflies die right within the hands of a curious child and human dragonflies die and get back into life and flies again and fall on another playful kid and suffer death all over again.
