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Love…

Love? What is it really? For those hopeless romantic people they call it as the most amazing thing we can have and offer to someone. Indeed love is the greatest gift of all according to songs. But for us skeptical, it is just the raging human hormone flowing from your body and a human desire for the ideal person they wanted to have. For years I’ve been thinking that love never exist. It never is real, because human brought all the concept of love for movies and poems. But little by little now I tend to realize and believe that somewhere out there love really do exist. Maybe people are just skeptic because still the missing part of the puzzle is still unknown.  Maybe they haven’t found the one yet, but how can you say that he’s the one? Most would say that person is the one if he could take your breath away. The person who can play with time in slow motion and fast forward manner. This is how most people describe love when they found the one. But we meet different person and yet they can give us this feelings temporarily which most of the times we are always mistaken. So what is the difference if it’s the one? A question running into my head and maybe I am not skeptic afterall, maybe I am just waiting…waiting for that someone to bump me along the street. And when that day happens I will definitely, we will definitely know and feel each other’s love by simple looking into each others eyes.  Because I am certain that days and years being with someone is not the basis of love, because even it’s just days or hours you will know and you will feel that, he is the one and when that happens I won’t let him go.

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Behind Those Walls

Many would see me, as this and that. Some would say I am mean and playful when it comes to love. They call me numb and insensitive, sometimes I am the clingy and friendly type. I always show different faces I dealing with someone. But behind those walls that I build around people, the real me is different. Yes! I play and I said mean things but I mean everything. I push people away, and I pretend I don’ like someone and everything I feel is happy. I am that, and nothing could change the way I handle things and complications. But inside me, behind the walls I build around people is a different version of me, the girl who wishes love was real, the girl who wishes someday her prince will come, a girl who believes in true and real essence of love. That is the girl behind the tough and strong self I portray. ‘Cause behind the strong self is the weak and lonely girl, afraid to feel pain and afraid to commit because love may bring happiness to those lucky ones who finally find their way to each other, but it also brings hurt,guilt,shame and pain to those who wrongly fall in the wrong person. That is why I will never take love seriously, not playing games with anybody not hurting myself nor hurting someone. This is how I choose life, to live happily even without a other half.

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