It doesn’t really matter— with me being here,you being there, us being not in the same balance—it doesn’t matter who’s right or wrong anymore. We both didn’t want to lose each other and yet we both didn’t do something to save whatever’s left.

Love? It’s still there. It’s still here, standing between us. But is it enough? Would it really be enough?

There are times that love saves two people from hell. But there are also times where love is hell for both people. And we both know where love took us now. We love each other so much that we thought it would be enough.

We are so wrong.