Man.

Sometimes, out of over-curiosity, we tend to poke our noses into things that we shouldnt, and find out things we'd be better off not knowing.
Though we know we'll find something unpleasant, the mind just wants to kpo and still go find something out.

Really, we'd all be happier people if we chose to just know what has been told to us, and not probe further, especially secretly. But no, man is greedy, man always wants more. What is told to us is never enough, we have to go find out more.

We are selfish creatures who tend to think of only ourselves. We make decisions which will please ourselves, most of the time neglecting the feelings of others.
In love, i guess there's no choice. For Love really is selfish. For one's own happiness, one would cold-bloodedly clear away any obstruction that appears along the way.
Because no one man can have two woman in his heart, and vice versa.

We might cry for the same guy, but in the end he'll only wipe the tears off one girl's face. Or maybe none at all.
While he's wiping the tears off that girl's face, the girl would be too happy to remember that other guy who'd told her he loves her.
Same goes for the girls who are left crying for the guy, they forget that out there, there are actually many others wanting so badly to be able to go up to them and clean their faces dry of those tears.

You'll never be able to make everyone smile.
That's how selfish love is.