The love test on internet which i found can be relied best on for accurate result...
Get a pen and piece of paper and write down your answers as you take the test.
1. You are walking to your boyfriend/girlfriend's house. There are two roads to get there. One is a straight path which takes you there quickly, but is very plain and boring. The other is curvy and full of wonderful sights on the way, but takes quite a while to reach your loved one's house.
Which path do you choose? Short or long?
2. On the way, you see two rose bushes. One is full of white roses. One is full of red roses. You decide to pick 20 roses for your boyfriend/girlfriend.
What color combination do you choose? (Any combination including all one color is fine.)
3. You finally get to your boyfriend/girlfriend's house. You ring the bell and the maid answers. You can ask the maid to please get your loved one, or you may go get them yourself.
Which action do you take? Ask the maid or do it yourself?
4. Now, you go up to your girlfriend/boyfriends room. No one is there. You can leave the roses by the window sill, or on the bed.
Where do you put the roses? Bed or window?
5. Later, its time for bed. You and your loved one go to sleep, in separate rooms. You wake up in the morning, and go to your boyfriend/girlfriend's room to check up on him/her. You enter the room:
Is he/she awake or sleeping?
6. It's time to go home now, and you start to head back. You can take either road home now: The plain, boring one that gets you home fast; or the curvy, sight-filled road that you can just casually take your time with.
Which road do you choose? Short or long?
My choices
1. Short
2. Half 10 red 10 white
3.Ask the maid
4. I first wrote down bed then crossed it out and wrote down window.
5. sleeping
6. Long
Analysis
1. Which road do you choose to take to your love's house?
The roads represent your attitude towards falling in love. If you chose the short one, you fall in love quickly and easily.
If you chose the long one, you take your time and do not fall in love easily.
2. What combination of roses do you choose to give your love?
The number of red roses represent how much you expect to give in a relationship. The number of white roses represent how much you expect in a relationship. Therefore, if a person chose all red with one white, he/she gives 90% in the relationship but expects to receive only 10% back.
3. Do you ask the maid to get your love, or do you do it yourself?
This question shows your attitude in handling relationship problems. If you asked the maid to get your loved one, then you may beat around the bush, maybe asking a third party to intervene. Avoidance of problems runs high. If you went and got your loved one yourself, then you are pretty direct. If there is a problem, you confront it and deal with it. You want to work it out right away.
4. Where do you put the roses? On the window sill or on the bed?
The placement of the roses indicates how often you'd like to see your boyfriend/girlfriend. Placing the roses on the bed means you need lots of reassurance in the relationship, and you'd want to see your loved one every day, if possible. Placing the roses by the window show that you don't expect or need to see your loved one too often.
5. Do you find your love asleep or awake?
Finding your boyfriend/ girlfriend asleep: You accept your loved one the way they are. Finding them awake: You expect him/her to change for you.
6. Which road do you choose to go home?
The short and long roads now represent how long you stay in love. If you chose the short one, you fall out of love easily. If you chose the long one, you tend to stay in love for a long time.
Poem.. The Girl In The Window Sill..
She sits in her window sill alone,
Calling his name
Bleed it out, girl. Bleed it out.
From what I hear,
You're sitting alone
Calling another name, Can I save you?
Now I bleed on the floor.
Bleed it out, darling.
Call my name, darling. Call it.
Call it in, darling. Call it in.
My name is not allowed to be called out to the feilds
Call it in.
Alone in the world an falling apart,
All You want is someone to hold you together.
You call out his name hoping for an answer.
But, he doesn't come.
Your heart is broken and bloody,
As you sit on the window sill and wonder,
Did he ever love me?
Can it be that you're sitting at your sill with the curtains down?
Because you're too afraid that you hide your face?
So, you hide your you?
The you I've been calling out to.
Open the blinds girl, your bloody face can't be hidden.
Embrace the you, they want you seen.
So, you stand there in the pouring rain.
Are you going to move forward,
Or will you return to your window sill?
Calling his name...
So, you sit in your sill, again, calling his name.
Bleed it out woman, bleed it out.
Laying here alone and unwanted,
Why doesn't anyone understand?
I dont mean it! I swear I don't!
I just hurt so bad. My heart is broken.
Oh, won't you come and fix me?
It's then he realized, that's it!
"She sits in her window sill alone,
Calling his name.
Bleed it out, girl. bleed it out."
It was her, the girl who lays unwanted.
Still laying on the floor crying and bleeding,
He came for her.
Secretly, she wasnts his help,
But still afriad to be hurt.
Call me in, girl. Call me in.
Let me wipe away those tears.
And clean your bloody face.
She's calling for him,
Unsure of if she wants his help or not.
All that matters to her is that she is coming for her.
That girl laying on the floor. She's bleeding.
She fell from the window sill, she fell in love.
The boy broke her when she hit the floor.
Now her fragile heart is shattered on the floor.
That boy smashed it, now he wants to put it back together.
She doesn't want him near her, afraid to be broken again.
Yet, she doesn't want to be left alone to die.
She wants him to be near her. Forever.
That girl laying on the floor could very well be fixed.
The boy walks up the her and fixes her heart,
Despite her screams to stop.
She's not good enough for him. She never will be.
Laying on the floor covered in blood,
Yet mended to the best.
The Boy lifts her up and sets her on his shoulder.
Now she is higher than where she began,
She is above the window sill.
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