Picture this:
You are on a treasure hunt.You have no maps,no compass and no fucking clue where the hell this treasure is.The only thing you are sure of,is that this treasure is what you are willing to die for,and that if you don't start hunting for it,others will.
So you start digging at places where you think it will most probably turn out to be buried at.You failed to find it,yet you find yourself having more reasons to find this gem,thinking it to be worthy for the time,blood,sweat and tears shed for it.
You start digging at other places.You failed,again.You start to get a little uncomfortable,but you believe that you will find it no matter what.So you continue digging.
As time goes by,your uncomfortability starts to turn into worriness.You start to think,am i to give up hunting for this gem,or am i to work at it until i find my gem at last.
Yes,you guessed it right,i'm currently in this situation now.So my question to myself is,am i to follow blind faith and wait until she has a proper answer,or am i to give it up and stop appearing in her life, and stop making her life a misery?
