The beauty of love carries a depth of emotion that seems almost unreal. To love is to lay down your life for another. To step away from everything that makes you truly egocentric.

Love blooms at the pit of the stomach because it's the bread of life which essentially makes us human. It establishes the foundation of this world, set up as a design which we poses with an incomprehensible strength that fuels every nerve within our fragile limbs.

We love so hard that we often times face the reality that such an action, such an ability, can be distorted, displaced, delusive and ultimately mediocre.

We fall for what we believe "is" and when what "is" fails us... We thrive to grasp the faintest of reality that what was, still can be.

But when the reality sets in, that the love you give, the love you gave was never truly received, it places you're heart in the most desperate place it will ever be. "Sorry" becomes everything you believed it was as a child. Sorry is a selfish, manipulative word that reverberates with the potential to dissipate every speck of humanity filtrating within. Yet, we willingly sacrifice our last ounce of self respect to cling onto all that might remain of a purely mediocre romance.

At some point, the cycle of abuse from others and from yourself must end before your soul becomes worn and abandoned.

Loving under the pretense of truth establishes a fault with us. The question begins to fester as to how something could have ever been real if half of it was always a lie? When we allow reality to set in and reveal its ugly truth, the future potential of a new love poses far more issues and confusion because of the pain we've lock ourselves behind. We soon become guarded to the point that we are unwilling and unable to appreciate what's real, for we are no longer in possession of the ability to comprehend the reality of truth within love.

Who we ultimately become is a falsehood of our being. We begin to see people for the hatefulness and pain they are capable of extracting, rather than experiencing the possibility of purity. Heartbreak leads us to a place which we never imagined could exist. But the realization that such a dark and dreary place can breed something more pure, more strong and more knowledgeable is an opportunity which we must be willing to accept.

Heartbreak reveals the truth behind the concept of discovering who we truly are and the strength which we carry when placed in tough situations. But we have to be able to discern genuinely beautiful and pure love, from mediocrity. It's not acceptable to allow a faint concept of emotion to draw our hearts into place which has proven to be unsafe and unreliable. The greatest quality a relationship can posses is selflessness, because with selflessness comes everything else. But never underestimate the transformation within the healing process of heartbreak. Instead, learn that love comes with a rightful expectation which if receiving anything less, it's not worth abandoning ourselves over.