Standard Disclaimer Applied.
Preface
When I was a child, I used to think love was something beautiful, something that everyone wanted. I thought that love could overcome anything and that to be loved was the best thing a person could want. And even now, when the boy I love is standing right in front of me, telling me that he's in love with someone else, I still think that loving him and being loved by him – if only for a while – was the best thing that had ever happened to me.
This wasn't the first time loving someone had hurt me. My love life was marked for disaster. But still, this time was so different from the others.
You could run from someone you feared, you could try to fight someone you hated. But when you loved the one who was hurting you, killing you so slowly, it left you no options. How could you run, how could you fight, when doing so would hurt that beloved one? If your smile was all you had to give your beloved, how could you not give it? How could you tell yourself that your beloved one loved you if it was just a lie, a beautiful lie? How could you hate the person your beloved had fallen in love with if that person made your beloved truly happy?
If it was someone you truly loved, how could you ever hurt him?
A/N: Well... this is the preface that I wrote in 3 minutes. It's just to give you a little insight on what's going to happen. xD