Love doesn't always ends up with a happy ending. Sometimes it ends up
with one conclusion. But even though it ends up with bitterness and
full of heartaches, we always want to repeat itself. Love is pathetic,
naive, full of sorrows, lots of patience, millions of understanding,
overflowing with pain. It makes our life miserable, makes our life
sucks. It just ruins life. But I guess a life without love is not life
after all.