Seeing so many others fall in love, and fall out of love, makes you kind of wanting not to believe in love anymore. Its like they always start out passionately, all that joy and content at the start, but later it just slowly withers away, like a flower without water. The petals, slowly but surely, start to drop one by one, and then one day either one of those lovers will lose that love they had for the other. They always end painfully. The one who had to face the truth, or the one who had to tell the truth, those two won't treat other the same again. No matter what you say or what you think, somehow, something just reminds you the past and then those feelings come back again, that guilt, or that hurt. Is it worth it for exchanging a period of longer pain for a moment of happiness? I don't know.