Life of a Star

Everything in this life is a two edged sword. Where there is birth there is death. Where there is love, there is hate. Where there is joy, there is sorrow. Every battle you fight, someone else loses. There's no winning in this world. Everything will be lost eventually. This is a story from long ago, of love and hate, of loss and gain. All flowers die in the winter, but in the spring are reborn. Just like the Phoenix who rose from the ashes, we all must rise again. We are all reborn in an endless cycle of life and death. There are some who don't believe in rebirth. They don't believe in anything after life. They only believe in what they can see and what they know. But I know different. Because I am one of the few that remember. I remember my past lives. It is said that only those who experienced true love or burning hatred remember. And I experienced both. This is my story and his. The only man throughout all the ages of this world that I will ever love. I have searched for him for a thousand lifetimes, and I will search for a thousand more, until I find him again. Very few find love as I have. And I will hold on to it for all eternity. This is the story of the first lifetime I remember, the first time I truly loved and truly hated.