It's better to have loved and lost... not!
I'm PMS'ing... let me be emo!
How many times do we tell ourselves it's better to have loved and lost than never to have loved?
It is a very appealing concept, specially when our heart is splattered and we want to have the hope that things can go back to the way they used to be-- or at least something remotely like it.
But, love shouldn't end, or never begin. If we have never loved how can we miss love? If we lost what we loved, how can it be any better?
