Love kills

When did life give up on love? Or was it the other way around?
Sometimes I give up faith in mankind. Usually, things get as messed up, as you really hope it won't be.
But I guess, the only way to get through, is to dust it off and move on. No matter how messed up you've gotten.
Because, in the end. All that matters, matters, and what doesn't, doesn't. Makes sense? Nope. Cause life doesn't make sense.