- PROLOGUE -
Sometimes love isn't enough.
While I wish it was- while I'm sure many people wished that it was, the truth is, that love, no matter how strong it is, or how deep it runs, won't always been enough in the end. I could only wish that their would be a fairy tale ending to this story as I thought about Jacob. As I thought of his smile, his laugh, his eyes as they stared into mine and he told me that he loved me - that he'd be with me forever, but I knew that things could never end that well.
Not for me.
Never for me.
Love was wonderful. Love was magical. Love was fragile. All the thoughts and emotions that a person had in their lifetime were nothing compared to what you felt when you met the one person who understood you completely. The person who could smile at you and make your whole day brighter. The person who could kiss you and all your worries would melt away. The person who could practically read your thoughts and finish your sentences in that sappy way that you never would admit you loved.
The person who had the power to break your heart into a million little pieces. Whether he wanted to or not. The only thing that scared me more than that was the fact that I held the same power as him, and could easily break his as well. I was a reckless person, and it had been so very easy when I only needed to look out for myself and nobody else. Now, I had to worry about hurting someone who I had grown so emotionally attached and dependent on that he would come first and foremost from now on.
The fact that I had just admitted that made things worse. I accepted it. Jacob excepted it. But I knew that they never would, and I was terrified of what they would do to rip us apart. To make sure that we didn't stay together - to make sure that we either separated or died. With the bond that me and Jake had I knew that there wasn't much of an option either way. At this point we were as good as dead without each other.
All we had was Hope.
All We could do was Fight.
But sometimes love just wasn't enough.