And then there were three- no, four.

Is it possible to love out of anger, or out of spite? Are we that in control of the way our heart feels, or do we just seek out new love when we no longer feel any from those we used to?

In such a case, an important question must be asked.
Did I actually feel her love in the first place? Or, was it something I wanted so badly that I would dismiss my reasonable mind that said, "She doesn't love you" and think with my emotional mind that said, "She said she loves me, she must"? I have reason to believe that it's the latter. This same emotional mind tried to convince me that I was the only one. I told myself I wouldn't go through that again. But, I also told myself that she was different. Despite all the signs, I gave her the benefit of the doubt. I ignored my reasonable suspicions and willed them to be gone. "She loves you," cried my emotional mind. To which my wise mind would later respond, "Perhaps, in her own way, she does. But, that is not enough."

And, so, it is. We seek out grout, cement, glue-anything that will fill the holes. Is it wrong to glue yourself back together before telling her that you're broken?

Amidst this crazy love square, is a strange truth. Some people may never change and others will find ways to surprise themselves, when they least expect it.