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What do you do when love looks you in the face, throws itself at you in undying hope of you coming around to a supposed reality that is not possible. What do you do when you hear heart break in every restrained word that escapes her lips, when you want to hold her close and tell her that you will be there for her but you cannot because you are the source of her concern.

Is it cruel to be truthful?, insane to refuse something that you can never be sure of having in the future?, dishonest to accept? Is it callous to never give it a second thought?, to assign no importance to her feelings because it precludes compromise?

Is it madness to continue this way, each of us hoping the other would come around?

When her love is not enough, how do you know your love will, one day, be? Is hope a fool's dream? Is it enough to lay a foundation to live on? Will it bring you crumbling down? It might take you to heights unimagined. What are the chances?