Maria DeLuca sighed as she looked at a picture of her and her now ex-boyfriend Michael. Only hours before she had told him that she wanted to break up. He probably thought that she was leaving him for Billy, her old friend that had been visiting her recently. Sure, Billy had kissed her, and it had been a very good kiss. But it didn't send off the sparks that Michael's kiss did. But she couldn't think of his kisses now, because then she would want to go back to him, and this time she was determined to find herself. Michael and her had broken up many times over the past two years or so, but they were usually initiated by Michael and his "need for space". But right now Maria was feeling like she had lost a part of herself, and that if she didn't get it back she could never be the same again. She loved Michael with all her heart, but right now that just didn't seem to be enough. So, she had told him that they were breaking up, and she didn't know whether or not she would be coming back to him. As Maria stared at the picture she thought that her comment about not knowing if she'd go back to him was what had hit Michael before. Because all the other times they had broken up, Maria had been right there and waiting for Michael to decide to come back to HER.