You can only cut a heart so many times before it dies. You can bandage, sew and glue the pieces back together but it will never live again. You can make it look pretty, and whole. But there's no beat in the heart. It's motionless forever. They only one that can bring back to life has given up a long time ago. Then you're left to live without a chance of love again. Not like what you had before. Not like you had with them. It's gone. Is life worth living without true love?