Love, is how a stranger can love you unconditionally. Its like how your parents love you, except they're not direct strangers. But your parents were strangers to you when you were young, no?

Some things, words can never replace. She knows, but she can't bear to say it. She's broken, in need and she knows who she can turn to. But her principles do not allow it. Neither will society accept a wrong decision. Certainly not one like this. And so, she offers him a million and one other things. But not her love. What good is it to speak up for a decision you can't change? But then again, if everything has a beginning and an end, why have a beginning at all? And so.. life goes on. -She doesn't have to know, and I don't have to tell.

Love is like a balloon. Once you let it go, its gone.