It always starts the same — one look, one smile, one reason to fall.

You search their soul, desperate to know if they ache the way you do.

For every kiss is already a goodbye — we just don't know when.

Some loves end in silence. Others end in fire. All leave scars you learn to trace alone.

One day, through the cracks, a familiar light finds you. The same love, or something new — but now, you know how fragile it is.