ive been reading a series of blogs, and many speak of a loved one lost. and though i'm happy and in love myself, all i can say, the truth hurts even more than losing.
and what's the truth? if you dont play it right, the game doesnt go on forever.
learn to recognise the classic signs of change.
he just doesnt seem that into you anymore. he is less patient.
2 simple things for a potential destruction.
but it takes 2 hands always. were you too clingy? too intense?
dramatics doesnt take you anywhere, and it pushes everyone else away.
'but i was nice and loving'
i call that self scarificing. a matyr scares people away too, cause we're all sinners.

but love isnt supposed to be a game. well, neither was life supposed to be.
but everything, love and life, is a gamble. if you staked your bets knowing the possible consequences, you got to have the responsibility to see it through.

if not, just declare yourself a spinster for the rest of your life if you dont have the spirituality to declare yourself a nun.