Popularity and success aside, you can always be completely devastated about heartbreaks. But the question is, is it worth it? What do we prove if we give in to depression and self-destruction just because someone who we want doesn’t want us? I always thought that it was a sign of true love you know, if you destroy yourself until you vanish out of existence because the one you love the most doesn’t want to see you. Here, I love you so much that I will disappear. In some distorted way it made sense to me. Now I am starting to think that if someone I love now doesn’t love and want me, it doesn’t mean that someone in the future who I will have similar feelings for won’t reciprocate it. Just because something hasn’t happened to me yet, it doesn’t mean that it never will.