Love? What Love?

Can anyone tell me the definition of heartbreak? 

No? No? No? I thought so. So tell me this, why does everyone act like they know everything about love and heartbreaks when they have never experienced it themselves? Well, I guess it's human nature, wanting to know something so badly you make up a definition for it. Now I probably sound like a love expert, but I've never been in love, hence I've never experienced heartbreak.

Love... Love doesn't exist. Love is a choice, not a feeling. Love is an arrangement that puts two people together who might work well together, but who might also be completely different. That's the way it was for my parents. Their definition of love was to be married to each other but to have open relations with everyone that walked on our street. Some childhood. 

Everyone's definition of love is different. Mine is it doesn't exist. Cynical? I know. 

That is... until I met River Caprino.