You know what, I'm missing that Crazy/Alive feeling that being involved with a guy brings...that uncertainty, the expensive dates, sleepless nights, staying up all night (and I don't mean partying), the cute text messages, waiting for his call, the heart ache, the pain...Maybe I'm just addicted to the uncertainty that liking someone brings. But what I don't know, is if it's really worth it.
I don't like to gamble and to me Love seems alot like a big game of Blackjack. There is always a chance that things will work out and you will win but there is a bigger chance that they won't and you'll loose. But in this game you can loose alot more than your money. There is a chance that you can break your heart as well as the bank.
If love is a casino, we are the players, and pain is the dealer. How do you think that it will turn out in the end if we know that the house always wins. So why do we gamble? I just don't know if I like my odds enough to put all my chips on the table.