Prologue: What is Love?
I never knew what love really was or how it came to be. I only knew of the love that was known and ready to play out. But this one, is new, that it brings fear down my spine. Some people say that love is blind and it just happens. Others say that love is nothing but a soft tone to the word lust. And very few can just never find love if it bitten them in the face. What do the ones say to those who had love but never knew it was really called that, covered up with a kinder word as friendship? What is that love called?
But I think I'm getting little ahead of myself, and I believe everyone wants to know what I'm talking about. So let's go back when this "love" came to be. All love stories have a tale to tell. So here's is my story.