There are the people who like to suffer in silence. They like to carry the weight of the world on their shoulders, and often take up tasks no one else is willing to take. They endure suffering without so much of a complaint, and seem to be indifferent to abuse. These people are fine, usually. They can be of much use to society and, as such, are usually appreciated.

But when 2 such people get together in a relationship, therein lies a tragedy waiting to happen. For both will endure suffering without a word, and will always wonder what the other thinks. They never take off the masks which hide them, and never try to see beyond the other's, content and self-indulgent in their own misery.

And yet, a travesty like this can also be called love.