Reality over Expectation

"Love must not be selfish nor coward nor self-centered. But it must be exclusive and faithful, and gives life on each path of both of you"

Those lines? bullshit! That how love is.. Love is pleasing to the ears when you heard it. But painful when it ends. It's like junk foods, savoring to taste, but dangerous for the health.

Today, love is being practical, classy and eccentric. It's exclusive for those who have it all, who can give it all.

The last time I can remember the engraving sparks of love was the last day I wish I never knew her.
Because that day I found out loving her is the most esoteric way of self destruction.