That’s the thing about us romantics,” she said. “We’re far too enamored of self-sacrifice. We’ll always step aside for the better story, let someone else be happy even if it’s at our expense. We don’t mind bowing out because our hearts bleed better than they beat anyway. We figure, if anyone should be the one left alone while he falls for someone else, it should be us. Because unlike everyone else, romantics never really turn bitter when we think about love. As long as love wins, our losses seem pretty insignificant. And if I don’t get to be happy with you, at least I have other stories to lose myself in.
— For Romantics (And Writers)