Sometimes

Its funny how love works. Sometimes I feel like all you really need is that ONE smidgen thing to push you over the edge,  to KNOW without a shred of doubt, that wow, he CANT be the one. You are waiting for him to say something, so hurtful, so resentful and so full of spite, and it just makes you throw your hands up in the air and give up.

So for that, thank you.