Love. Love is a disease. It eats you from the inside out. It

starts in your heart, and it spreads until you’re completely consumed. It spreads until you can’t think straight. It spreads until your vision is clouded by the tears that fill your eyes every night before bed...But we deal with it. We deal with the pain. We deal with the hurt. We sacrifice our happiness for someone else. Because that’s what love is... Someone else’s happiness above your own. As long as they’re happy, you’ll be okay. Even if that means letting them go. Even if that means you can’t be by their side every step of the way. Even if that means you have to move on. Because at the end of the day, love is everything. Loving is like breathing. We need it. It hurts. It hurts like hell. But we need it...