Love has completely destroyed my health and I let it. I know I'll die from this. I wouldn't have it any other way, I never dated anyone after her it would of just ended with me leaving them because they wasn't her. Love is waiting for that ship to sail back into the lighthouse, knowing it may never comeback but you waited. Even when everyone told you to give up and move on. Your heart was unique egg and it was cracked open on the floor and you skipped it up the best you can to share it with the person that you actually love. The people that can move on after they found that one true person is what scares me to death. Human emotion is real in a few dammit I'm the unfortunate one to be that few. love is patient, love is kind, love is just trying to be there for that person, even when your whole world is crashing apart you, you try to cheer them up on their darkest days. So fuck yourself they're more important than you, so you're suffocating bad thoughts at but at least you got to see them smile. Love is not an emotion it is a promise to try to always be there for them even if it means waited your whole life away. Self sacrifice for them to always be loved isn't a sacrifice when you truly love them.