Being the one to pick up the pieces...

[shiba08]

I am always the one picking up the pieces after a break-up. Though I have never had the privilege of being in a relationship. I heard once, some people can be called to be single. If I am one of them, it was never my choice to be so. Then when i see those with their hearts ripped out, I wonder: is it worth it? To fall in love so hard, to build that relationship for years, and have it just taken away in second; is it really worth it?

But I say, I'll take the pain, the heartbreak the fight. Love is nothing more and nothing less. We have to see and experience this to know happiness. Therefore my question to myself, is if I do not know that, will I know love? Will I know happiness for that matter?

So many questions...