None of us ever like to think that we have to lick our wounds when we’ve put all our eggs in one basket, bet all our chips on one hand, decided to be all or nothing (whatever metaphor you prefer, really), only to have the other party cut and run with your heart just before they were all-in, too.
But it happens, and though it’s not fair to us, chances are good that the other person never asked for our hearts.
We just gave them freely.
Sometimes you risk and lose. So why do we keep risking, then?
I think, at our cores, no matter how jaded and cynical and bitter and burned we might claim to be — we’re optimists. We can’t just help but bet anyway on the off-chance that just maybe, this might be the time we win."