what if we're all destined to love, to have that all consuming desperate love for someone on this earth and to live out our fantasies that we've had ever since we were little, to go out and be the best person we can ever be but things go wrong in our lives and suddenly that glint of hope we all once had one day or another quickly disappears, and all that's left is broken promises and the shadow of hope that's now gone because something went wrong. does that mean we can never have it? or does it simply mean we're in our little downfall and that our fantasies will come with time.