It is not supposed to hurt because it is love. But sometimes, hurting is the only way we know why it is love—in the first place. A love where we are left with no choice but to stay hidden and concealed. A love that has learned to befriend  the shadows of unreciprocated feelings. The heart sure does have a fair share of wear and tear, but it never gives up. I guess that's just how the story goes. When love has met and found something true and lasting along the way.