I want to fall madly, deeply, head over heels in love. I want a love you would fight for, live for, die for. I want a love that burns so brightly it burns out the sun. I want a love they write books about, songs about. The kind of love that becomes legend. But, that's not for me. Too many mistakes. Too much hurt. Too much pain. Too much heartbreak. I've only known the kind of love that burns. The kind that burns out. The kind that turns to hate. The kind that turns lovers into strangers. No sweet words in my ear. Just venom. I call myself a hopeless romantic, but can never forget the hopelessness.