In every relationship comes the one question in mind, "Who was before me?"

You can't help but wonder what she was like, what he saw in her that made him fall so madly in love. No matter how long the period was between you and the girl before, you're curious to know what actually happened.

Love, such  a terrible, but beautiful thing.

You feel a little insecure inside, questions bombarding everywhere. How can you trust someone who has said he loved before you?

Love, such a confusing matter.

You compare a little. What made me different? Or was it because he saw similarities in us. Does he feel the same amount of passion he did with her when he's with me? Is he more, or less affectionate now than he was with her? Or are you just expecting too much. 

It just comes to show how powerful love is, and how vulnerable it can make someone feel.

Love, such a thing exists.