I was terrible devastaded for that. I felt guilty, pain and shame. So intense. He didn't talk to me anymore. He was trying to avoid me over and over again. Then, I stopped believe on that. No more. I heard that love was a game. That you can't win until you have risked everything. If you loose a game, you have to play again. I stopped playing because I was tired of loosing. I know If I hadn't quit, maybe I have won it. The day I give up, the day a part of mine died. That part who loved to loved over and over again. But no more, gone too. My heart is like a child, always wants to get what it wants. Its too painful to loose. Maybe I wasnt strong enough as I though I was. I guess time will heal my damages. One day I will be okay again and then, maybe I could try again.
