When exactly do you know its over? Is it something that you feel, but at the time, you can't precisely pinpoint what it is that you're feeling? I think its over. I'd like to think it was when I became a hopeless romantic with an endless optimism in matters of the heart. Maybe that's the moment everything started going down hill. Even that's a little blurry. In hindsight, it could've started out on the descent, but I'm too damn stubborn to just let go and tumble all the way down to the bottom.