Prologue
Love is as evanescent as the wind that passes through the hole that we have in our hearts. It is the promise that there is a better tomorrow, something that cannot be grasped with hands, but with ones own true will, for we cannot gain something without first losing something in return. The word love officially means:" a profoundly tender, Passionate affection for another person."
"Another person" is the most important thing, because love would be pointless if there was nobody to except the feeling in the end, the feeling of loving one, and being loved in return.
There are no proper words for the kind of love you have for somebody, but know that love cannot be returned. It is merely a saying, a shadow that haunts the presence of those that cannot have what their hearts desires. Nobody has been forsaken from this curse; from the girl that sees the boy of her dreams passing by everyday, to the man that has never seen his wife, this kind of love haunts even the most sincere.
Then there's love, at first sight the worst yet most beautiful of them all, love at first sight is a test, a test that if passed, the rewards would be more glamorous than all the hidden treasures in the world, for you would have found love, but fail, and the heart would have experienced what the experience of love really is, to cherish the moments you have, so that it will last forever.