Her tears, for you.

I felt the same hurt and pain she did when I read those entries. She fell hard, only to be broken in the end. I want to say it wasn't meant to be, but I can't. I won't, 'cause if I were the one I would never have the courage to continue loving someone like she did. Continue caring like it never happened.

Why do we do this? All of us. Why do we mishandle love like this? We've abused so much.

At the end of the day, we are all afraid of feeling the same pain all over again.
Me. My other half. Her. You.