Sorrowful Retrospects

A person's heart is much more fragile than a thin peice of glass whenever they fall inlove, they say. Being hurt is a sacrifice made when you commit on loving someone, blame yourself for loving a jerk they say. But, how come whenever we love there's always a different person in the start and in the end? How can I say that I fell in love with a person that you once were?

No- nevermind. We'll always end up in heartbreak hotel.