For whatever reason, it’s a terrible thing to be limited in one’s ability to love. Spared only by the lack of knowledge of what true love is. However those who would receive it are not spared.

You cross paths with certain people while you can, and then when it’s time to go you go.

Relationships lie asked until you reach a point, until you come across something you can’t accept. For some people this is [always] a mere eventuality.