There are some who spend their whole lives seeking. Sometimes giving, sometimes taking. Sometimes chasing. But often, we chase. We believe that love is a place that we get to: a destination at the end of a long road. And we can’t wait for that road to end at their destination. They are those hearts moved by the movement of hearts. Those hopeless romantics, the sucker for a love story, or any sincere expression of true devotion.
" Love doesn't consist in gazing at each other, but in looking outward together in the same direction" . People fall in love, they change who they are to suit to each other and definitely do some compromising in order to work together.
But, what happen if everything seems fall apart..?All those hard work and fairytale has gone. Someone who is literally a stranger turned out to be a stranger again?