I once had two friends who were together. They seemed like the epitome of friendship and love, always together, looking out for each other, sharing their time, laughing, comforting each other, everything you would expect soulmates to do.

Now, it looks like they're going to break up soon.

Life is such a tragic thing. Even the beautiful things in life one day fade away and leave behind an empty, dark shell, devoid of the happiness that once filled it. To be honest, I've seen enough of this myself to know that it's not unusual, but it saddens me so much. On a personal level, the fact that they may not make it is even more damaging to me, since I haven't even gone as far as where they have been and I already feel hurt.

Is this how love is like?

Maybe people quote "sacrifice" "commitment" amongst other things, but I question these ideas now. It seems all so superficial to expect a form of giving in something a simple as happiness in the presence of others. Shouldn't the "one" just be a person you are willing to spend time with, because whatever happens, you will be happy? Or is this a shallow view that nobody else looks upon as a relationship anymore?

Maybe I'll never know, or find my idea of that "one". But I'll definitely search hard, because if there is anything to be appreciated in this world, it's only the fact that humans can still find the courage to love each other.