What was the point? What is the point in love, and promises of it, when it can just jump from one person to another like that?
Real love doesn't mend everything. Real love doesn't conquer all. And, most importantly, real love doesn't require a happily-ever-after--that's not what it's about. But real love does change you. It moulds you. It burns your heart into a charred cinder that relights like a phoenix, stronger and more blazing than ever.
That's the thing about love. However you have it, however you've had it--it never goes. Once it's touched you, it's touched you forever. You'll be permanently scarred by its brilliance. You can walk through the rest of your life with that wonderful knowledge ... Someone once loved me and it was beautiful. No one can take that away from you.