Monday, April 2, 2012 @ 12:03 AM

I've always possessed this mentality of a love-centered romantic. I thought falling in love, and by that I mean, deeply falling in love with a person you unexpectedly run into would be practical; common. I thought falling in love was an easy task, that anyone could accomplish it whenever they wanted to. I thought love could be obtained instantaneously as long as it's sparked.

I was wrong.

I was way wrong.

Falling in love with the right person is the most difficult thing anyone can achieve. Some never reach their expected outcome. Those who find their soul mates are unbelievably lucky. Could fate play a role in finding love? Could one be fated to be alone? Could one be destined to suffer without ever getting a taste of true love?