loves me, loves me not (female)

Remember the game we played as children? The one with the flowers? we said ' loves me' and ' loves me not' as each petal gets ripped away from it's stamen. But, it's just like real life too. Love is game of luck, or chance, you flip a coin but their true colours reveal as their front wears down as time goes on. But, as children we don't use this type of logic. We marry in playgrounds, think of our children's' names and their gender and we pluck petals to see if a boy that is playing football is 'the one' or not. But we are perfectly capable of this thinking when we are older, just most of us can't connect the dots.