When? When do you know that you’ve had enough? When do you know to throw the towel in? When do you know to draw that line between determination and desperation? How far will you go until you realize that enough is enough, that you deserve better than you are allowing yourself? How long will it take you? One month? Six months? A year, two, three maybe? You’re whole life? We have all grown up with so many different perceptions on love. You’re not going to be happy with someone if you’re not happy with yourself. A person can walk away tomorrow and change their feelings for you, but a hundred dollar bill, will still be a hundred dollars tomorrow. We are torn between what’s meant to be will be, and if we want it, fight for it. If we don’t fight for them, we don’t love them. If they don’t parade us to the world, they don’t love us. If she gives it up to you on the first date, she’s easy. If he does’t wine and dine you, he’s not a man. So many people are stuck to the same routine, the same morality, the same fixation in their minds that there is no other way. We are constantly contradicting ourselves. We tell ourselves to keep our distance, when all we want is for someone to get close. We want someone to accept us, but we are too afraid to show the real us. We have had so many people tell us what to do, when to do it, how to do it, that we don’t know how to feel for ourselves. Love is so simple. Love is not hard, it’s not complicated, we are the jaded ones. We are the complicated ones.