Inevitably, we will all fall out of love. Wether it be when we die, or when we fight with them, we can't always win at love. It's a deadly game that everyone can play. The winners are the ones that seem unscathed. The losers, however, tell the best stories and have the purest hearts. There is no fair way to put it, but everyone will win at love, but will also lose. There is no way to tell when we fall in love and when we fall out of it. But there will be a bruise on your heart, that will heal over time. But once the heartache has subsided, there will be memories to look back on and the people you once saw as enemies, turn out to be decent. I can't make promises as of now, as I feel as if I may need to sit for a while and ponder this new thought. But I assure you, we will all win and lose at love. In the meanwhile, you will be okay, tell yourself that everyday.