answer these 10 questions and i'll tell you what kind of lover you are

WHAT JUST HAPPEND.

ooh... it's kinda cute... but i wasn't expecting it too make me feel sad ;n; 
ughhh now i feel super bad... but i still liked the game alot alot 

Almost made me cry, I...this was a good experience either way, thank you

did you kiss the brick before throwing it at me

why did that hurt

I recently went through a bad breakup that led me to a bad emotional state and started a flare up of my chronic illness. I'm finally starting to heal and this game put some ointment on the wound <3

I was expecting a silly haha quiz ;(

interesting format

well i did not expected to get stabbed in the heart

oh my god this is heartbreaking

Is "Sweet but aloof" the only result>?

I identified way too much with the lover, it made sob 10/10

i was expecting a cute buzzfeed quiz kind of game now i have tears in my eyes LMAO

that hurt😭

I felt stabbed in the heart while playing it. sobbing. i loved it

I really should have looked into it more before playing, its a good game, I just shouldn't have played it if I had known, and it was accurate, she really did treasure any little gift, and I did say "I love you" sparingly. I wish I could have been better, maybe she would have stayed.

the way this game made me realize how being too scared to confess to my crush was a bad thing. We both liked each-other…we knew we liked each other and yet I was too late. I regret my decision but this game changed my view on love.

this....reminded me of my ex, its almost been 1 year since breakup, and yet i still hold resentment for him. seeing the "sweet but aloof" end really hit hard. sometimes i wonder if maybe i should have tried harder to talk during work breaks, but then i remind myself: "we talked when we were working, that should be enough, i need some time to recharge". i already know my side of the outcome, i just wished he had communicated more, let me know i wasn't talking as much as he wanted. (which isnt my fault, i am scared of being told to "shut up" or be called a snitch [highschool issue] so im usually a listener rather than a talker)

i love the game, not sure i relate to it as much though, it was an interesting play through. i hope to play more of these games to switch it up a bit

damn  bro. I ended things with my partner I had a crush on for 2 years during April. We dated for 5 months and I realized that I wasn't myself anymore. This really brought me back

I didn't like this at all, because I didn't expect it, this is an amazing game, but holy cow you stabbed me hard with this.

i created an account just to leave this comment. drew tears to mine eyes: have i become single recently or did you just make a poignant ass game

Didn't expect to get stabbed like that istg

here's my answers:

Begin.

What's your favorite flower?

Roses

What's your ideal first date?

Coffee at a cute cafe

Is that the same date you took me on when we first met?

No.

Oh.

If I wrote you a love letter, where would you keep it?

Nowhere - I'd throw it away when I finished reading it

Could you really be so cruel?

It's been a long time. It isn't cruel, I just don't love you anymore.

Don't you remember all the good times?

I remember the poems I wrote you.

You wrote me poems?

I never gave them to you.

Oh. Why not? I think I would've liked them.

You were always so judgmental.

Right, I remember you said that before.

You called me judgmental on the plane, when I made fun of someone's crocs and the in flight magazine and the book you were reading.

The first night we were in Vegas, you slept on the floor. You said you didn't want to share a bed with me if I was going to be like this. And then the next day you felt bad, so you bought me...

A poker chip keychain

Sometimes, I think I liked the tokens of your love more than I liked loving you.

But no.

I liked loving you too much. I think that's what scared you away.

Sorry, I'm getting distracted. I said I would ask you questions.

I'm going to ask you more questions.

Okay. Ask me the next question.

When you wake up to an empty bed, what do you think about?

That last phone call

Should we reenact it?

I'm at the bar. I'm waiting for you. You're...

at home

You were tired. You just wanted to sleep. You were always working, putting in too many hours, and I was pretending I wasn't mad at you about it but I wasn't fooling either of us.

I asked you, "do you even want to see me?"

And you said...

"Yes."

"Then why aren't you here?"

"I never promised to come out tonight."

I don't want to hear this.

"I always feel like I come last. Whatever else you're doing, it's always more important than me," I say.

You can hear me crying. Maybe I'm a little bit drunk already.

Maybe we've already had this argument. Maybe we've had it many times. Maybe you're starting to hate me, just a little.

Hang up

The fight leaves a sour taste in both our mouths. I send you thirteen text messages. You don't respond.

In the morning you feel guilty, and you send me...

a playlist of our favorite songs

It's the same old pattern. You feel guilty, and I'm angry, and neither of us really likes the other anymore. You send me gifts instead of apologies, and I stare at them and pretend they make me feel better.

I want you to stop feeling bad because of me, but I can't bring myself to release you yet.

You don't have to. I'm about to walk away.

I know.

...

I kept all your presents – all the ones that didn't die or get eaten. Isn't that so sad?

...

Sometimes, I think I liked the tokens of your love more than I liked loving you. Did I say that already?

I think I said that already.

It doesn't matter. It's a lie anyway.

I liked loving you too much. I think that's what scared you away.

That wasn't it

Then why did you leave?

...

Never mind. I don't want to know.

Let's pretend it's two years ago.

Let's pretend we just got back from Vegas.

It's almost the fourth of July. You have to make a decision: are you going back to grad school, or are you taking that job out in California?

I'm taking the job.

I'm proud of you. I know how much you've wanted this.

Why are we doing this? Why are you still pretending?

Do you want to watch the fireworks?

What do you want from me?

Do you want to watch the fireworks?

We aren't together anymore.

Do you want to watch the fireworks?

It's been a long time.

Do you want to watch the fireworks?

What's the point of rehashing everything we did together?

Do you want to watch the fireworks?

Please.

Remember when we went to Vegas?

I remember.

The second day of that trip, when we got lost on the strip and blew all our money on the slot machines – that was when I first realized I loved you. It was 102 degrees and you used your last 3 dollars to buy me...

We did this already.

Well.

Do you want to watch the fireworks?

It's not the fourth of July. It's not two years ago. I don't love you anymore.

Do you want to watch the fireworks?

Fine.

Look. They're beautiful.

Yes, they are.

You were watching the fireworks and I was watching you. Your face was bathed in red and blue light, and I knew even then you didn't love me.

That's not fair.

Maybe not.

But if I asked you how you loved me, would you even have an answer?

...

Maybe that's not something you can methodologize. Maybe I shouldn't have kept asking.

I think I just wanted some proof that you loved me.

I wrote you all those poems.

You never gave them to me.

Would it have mattered if I did?

I guess not. No.

You need to move on.

I know.

I am not your villain.

I know.

Do you remember the last thing you said to me?

"I'm sorry."

I'm sorry too.

Are we done yet?

Sure. We're done.

Is that it?

Did you want something more from me?

You told me to answer 10 questions. You said you would tell me what kind of lover I am.

Right. You still want that?

I'm still here, aren't I?

Okay.

Here are your results.

...

YOU GOT: Sweet, But Aloof.

You're thoughtful. You write poetry for your partner, and buy them gifts when the heat gets to be too much. But your self-consciousness can get in the way sometimes; you're too embarrassed to share your poetry, and you go a long time without saying "I love you" out of fear that they won't say it back. Learn to open up. Learn to be vulnerable with another person. Otherwise, how will you ever really love them?

Otherwise, you might end up standing side by side beneath the fireworks on the fourth of July, and they'll look at your face, beautiful in the red and blue light, and they'll wonder if you really love them. And they'll think back to that night, over and over again, the way your face looked, and they'll think maybe you never did. And they'll cling to every gift you ever gave them, desperate for proof that you cared. And they may realize that these problems are just as much theirs, that it takes two to play this game, but god couldn't you just have loved them better? What if you each could have been enough for the other? It would've been so nice to be happy together.

...

There's your answer. That's all I have left to give you.

Is that what you wanted?

No.

I'm sorry.

There's nothing else.

Goodbye, lover.

Goodbye.

what is wrong w u

you didn't hold my hand while you said this 💔

DID YOU JUST STAB ME

What's your problem man

uhh..... ow... what the hec

okay you didn't have to punch me right in the feels and my gut like that oW-

piss off.

9/10 would recommend

Well that took a twist. uhm I got "Sweet but Aloof"
10/10 game it has a plot twist right from he start <3   

"Sweet, but Aloof" Really good writing, I teared up a little

"lovely," i say while jumping off the cliff

bittersweet, really liked it! Good writing :)