There is nothing worse than

a simple love.

That's not how it's supposed to be.

Love is cruel and mean and messy.

It hurts.

Love is a greater pain than any cut or bruise or broken bone.

In love, you can physically feel your heart shatter inside your already aching chest like stars falling from the sky. Each sharp piece piercing you in one way or another.

And yet the potential beauty it holds outshines us all.