Once upon a time there was a young girl. She had the perfect home, she had the perfect family, she had the perfect set of friends. You can say that everything in her life was just about perfect until.. she fell in love. They say Love is the cure for many a diseases, but what do you do when love itself manifests in your heart like an illness that has no cure? What do you do when love gnaws on your insides like a termite that would eat wood? What do you do when you have a million questions that arise within the depths of your soul and you realize that these questions may, perhaps, never be answered.
This could be anybody's story- yours, mine or ours. But the point I want to raise here is how can one rise up like a phoenix even after being charred to ashes. It takes courage, it takes time but it certainly happens. All you need to do is have faith in yourself. I believe there is someone somewhere definitely waiting for us. All you have to do is wait until the time is right. No matter how badly bruised you are, time will heal and, maybe, when you fall in love again it will have the effect of a soothing balm on your scarred soul.
This is just like snake's poison- it can kill you, or if put to proper use- it can be a very useful medicine. The decision is left upon you- how you make use of love in a positive way..