Loved

"You do realize that she's going to die." He whispered, gazing at me. "I am aware of that." I stated. "Then why fall in love, only to be broken?" He asked, shaking his head in confusion. "Love isn't something you can control." I replied, shrugging slightly. "Yes, but you'll get hurt." His blue eyes staring at the side of my head. "Love is love." I snapped, swiftly turning to face him. My facial expression softened when I looked over at him. I turned my gaze to the floor. "And I love her." I whispered. "You need to let her go." "I can't let her go, she isn't mine to let go! She doesn't love me!" I yelled, raising my head to look at him with my cold, angered eyes. He shook his head slowly. "You don't understand!" He exclaimed. "What don't I understand." I seethed, narrowing my eyes at him. "She was always yours."