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A to Z, Love Logical Reasoning

A: We had problems, therefore we had to discuss them.

B: Because of Discussion in A, we broke up.

C: None of us talked about our love being already over: this was not the reason why we broke up.

D: Because of A and B, you were exasperated, knocked out.

E: As a result for A, B and D, you felt frustrated and angry

F: Following E, you got convinced that our story was just 'a' story and not 'the' story, you said those three f***ing adjectives, fun, short, volatile.

G: Once E was over, you still are F.

H: You still are F because conditions in C have changed. Love is Gone.

I: Given H, no anger but no love either are now in place.

L: Despite I, you still care about me, but just care, not love.

M: Given L, when you saw/see my desperation, you do not have nothing to say to me for two reasons: M1) Without anger you cannot say anything cruel; M2) without love, you cannot say anything 'positive', because just telling me how much you care for me you think it won't help at all.

N: No matter the validity of the problems stated in A and B, given H (love is gone), nothing matters anymore.

O: Even if I think I deserved a second chance, after A and B and all the previous issues, given H this chance cannot be granted, if you do not love me anymore, all the good reasons to have a second chance are meaningless.

P: No matter how hard I try I still cannot accept H.

Q: Given P, I cannot overcome the whole matter.

R: Given Q, I still feel like I cannot believe it happened, every single morning when I wake up.

S: P, Q and R are true because of C, because when we broke up it was not because we were not in love anymore.

T: If P is true, it means that I still love you, on the contrary.

U: If T is valid, and C is valid, therefore our love was real from the beginning and strong and powerful, able to resist, for me at least, no matter what.

V: If U is valid (and for you it is not) therefore I deserved a second chance.

Z: Logic does not apply to feelings, I am afraid.

No love anymore, therefore no second chance and no going back, that is the only logic.
Caring is not Enough.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Jeez. Something is unclear....
AnnaFullStop said…
eheh sure it is. It is the Z. :)

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