A, B, C or D.

I look back in the years and I really don't know how I became like this. I used to be so full of love. I used to give so much love to everyone, and used to receive love too. Even if I say that people don't love me back as I love them. Maybe it happened sometimes, with some people, maybe it still happens today. But I need a little love. I need someone to love, someone who loves me. 'Cause I always say I got over you. And I'm fucking sure I don't feel anything more, but but but ...everything changes when I see you. I don't know what to do. There are so many options, but it's hard to choose. Maybe it can be Big, or Aidan, or the Russian, maybe it can be that one that you don't know how to call, or the guy you just spent one crazy night with. It's really hard if one is your ex, the other is not sexy enough, your friends don't like another. But the one you like is miles away. When did it become so difficult to choose a guy?