And the day when you realize what you're doing comes: You are picking a marguerite up of your neighbor's garden. You are sitting on the sidewalk, away from the world and focusing on your thoughts, feeling the lyrics of the music coming out of your ipod. You begin to pluck the marguerite, but this time you dont ask for "Does he love me? Doesnt he love me?", This time you ask for "Do I really deserve to go through this?"
Remember all the bad time. All those moments when nobody was sacrificed for you, all those moments when you were replaced for everything, or all those moments you had to take a deep breath, smile and take the call and pretend nothing happened. But of course, also come to your mind good times as how much it cost he to ask you date, his stolen kisses, his hugs, his messages, his bad jokes or his ironies. And... you smile.
You feel empty and full at the same time. You need him but you want to make him pay with the same coin.
It has been exactly 10 months and 18 days since it all started and believe me, I do not regret anything that happened between us. Love sucks, but ... what would be a life without love?
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