Pain... It's also something many people will never understand.

Let me tell you the difference between 'sadness' and 'pain.'

Close your eyes and think of everything you could desire in a lover; every trait, every interest, every kink. Wrap it in the paper of soft skin and a ribbon of blond hair. Then finish it with a bow made out of the beat your heart skips whenever they smile at you. Their life is a curse on your soul; yet you welcome that sin with open arms.

Now ask if you could give it all up for that. Your job, your school, your family, your future... your life.

Sadness is having to ask if you could you trade all of that to be able to say you found true love?

Pain is having to say you can't

Kheetah © me
Why we cried © a life we can't live