Love is a never ending, revolving door. The wheels are always turning. The pot's always being stirred. And it's always right when things are beginning to settle again. That's why love needs to consists of a lot of sacrifice. It needs to consist of sacrifice in order to survive. Because love is like being thrown around as soon as you get back on your feet. It's leaving one place the second you get there to go somewhere else. Love is a traveling emotion that has the power to ruin and make you in the matter of a second. So brace yourself because our forever will be long and tragic and magical and twenty million other things along the way.
