You know the funny thing about love, is you wished you never knew what love is. You wish to never learn to love again, you wish you never feel love.

What I learn is that, love is patience and always kind. Love is about admiring someone from afar. Wanting so much it hurts that you can never have them. You've been with all the wrong and different people in life and there you are wishing that someday, that someone you loved from afar would love you back. Years, those feelings were kept. Deep inside, hoping and praying that someday he'll be yours to keep. You're willing to give up everything for that person, hoping he feels the same towards you.

Suddenly it happens, he's yours. 

Then it slowly vanished. 

Again...