The funny thing about falling in love is that you never really know if that certain person is the right one; And while you're on this stage, you tend to be moved by even just the simplest gesture because you are indeed in love. But, the latter subject isn't all about gestures, words, and efforts. It is the good timing and life choices that you have to consider. What if one day, you woke up and you have to choose between love or friendship? Love or family? Being in love or being loved? What would you choose?