you believe that you'll never fall in love like that again. you feel it so deep in your heart, you just know that it has to be true.
and when everyone tells you to just wait, that it will happen for you, you think to yourself, no. no, it won't.
because for that to happen, would be a betrayal. a betrayal to you - by your heart and your mind.
and how could you ever trust those feelings again, when they were so real, so permanent, so singular the first time?