Prologue | The Truth About Love
"And my head told my heart,
Let love grow.
But my heart told my head,
This time no."
— Mumford & Sons, Winter Winds
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I think everyone in their life has at least once dreamed of everlasting love.
The kind of passionate love that moved mountains, raged wars, and was eternal.
I'll admit, I was once one of those people. I wanted a love story that lasted forever, like they did in the movies I had watched as a child.
My parents, they thought they had finally found that kind of love with each other. Their love was a passion that hadn't faded, even when they got married and had me.
Their love? It was a love that people were envious of. It was a love that I thought for certain could defy any destiny, change any future.
And it was a love that the universe just couldn't resist destroying.
I learned the hard way how devastating love could be. The kind of forever love you see in the movies and book will always only remain in fiction.
Unfortunately, for many of us, forever is not an attainable concept.
Everlasting love does not exist; it sure as hell didn't for my parents.
Love ruined my mother, it ripped up her heart with gentle fingers. It destroyed her soul with a false sense of security. It whispered to her, promising her forever before it snatched it away. It changed her so badly that when all was said and done, I couldn't even recognize the woman she had become.
Love was a destroyer, a life ruiner; love was a killer to the faint of heart.
Love was a murderer to all who tried to capture it without knowing the full extent of the consequences.
And I want nothing to with it.
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