Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. Its not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered. It keeps not records of wrong, but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.
In the perfect world, love would be present in everyone's life, everyday. When someone falls in love they become vulnerable and allow themselves to give their everything to another person. What happens though when that love fails? And when it does, what are the causes for it? …
