Love does not always last forever, it can be inconsisent, and fleeting, but no matter how long it is there it is beautiful. We must open our hearts to the possibility of love, but be able to let it go when we must.
I don't know if I will ever find a love that can make me feel whole, and I don't know if that's the point of it either. Maybe we love because we don't know what else to do. We don't have much time on this earth, so we love while we can, and mourn life once we're gone.