I have a story to tell. It starts with pain and ends with pain. To believe in such acts are horrible.

One friend thinks their in love, the other is just an observer.

One gives up something valuable, the other disapproves.

One feels pain, deep pain, from loss and mistrust.

The other stands by and watches, disturbed by the actions of the other.

One is lost, confused, pain evident of deception.

The other is peeved, atrociously angry at the one.

One is pained by the other.

The other ignores one for cruel reasons, denying one exists.

One doesn't know why the other seemingly hates one.

The other refuses to forget ones mistake, refusing to forgive.

One bears the pain of an outcast confused as to why the other treats one as such, lost in pain of treachery, Pained because of insult.

Why do people refuse to accept change? Why do they make themselves hate what they don't like? Why do they make people like one feel out casted, unloved, and forgotten? We were created to help others not destroy them. Forget your own and help those who need it, even if you are against it.