Love, really what is it? Is love where you have to give all your feelings and devotion to this certain person? Where you have to make them somewhat happy and spoil them and show them off to your friends to make them a little jealous? Is that what real love is? Is love where you choose to marry someone and say all your vows to agree that you'll never leave each other's side? Or is love when you're married, have children and be the most happiest couple in the world?
Really, what is love? Why would someone give all their heart and soul to someone, be happy for a few months but then get their heart broken in two when they no longer have feelings for you anymore. Real love is fighting, arguments, going on dates, dealing with work, finding time to be with them, spend time with their family and just simply existing in their life.
Once you break up with that someone, you're lost forever. As Jenny said in the movie "Someone Great": 'Do you think I can have one more kiss? I'll find closure on your lips and then I'll let you go. Maybe also one more breakfast, one more lunch, and one more dinner. I'll be full and happy and we can part. But in between meals, maybe we can lie in bed one more time. One more prolonged moment where time suspends indefinitely as I rest my head on your chest. My hope is if we add up the "one more," they will equal a lifetime, and I'll never have to let you go. But that's not real, is it? There are no more "One more." I met you when everything was new and exciting, and the possibilities of the world seemed endless. And they still are. For you, For me. But not for us. Somewhere between then and now, here and there, I guess we didn't grow apart, we grew up. When something breaks, if the pieces are long enough, you can fix it. Unfortunately, sometimes things don't break, they shatter. But when you let the light in, the shattered glass will glitter. And in those moments, when the pieces of what we were catch the sun, I'll remember how beautiful it was. Just how beautiful it would always be. Because it was us. And we were magic. -Forever.'
