Photo used without permission. Love has always been an easy topic for writing something. I doubt if there are still people who has not fallen in love.
Here is an email I sent myself as an outlet a little while back.
Anyway, my inspiration for writing this whatever-it-is is my meeting with Emma, Tom, Ryan and Justin yesterday. I suddenly missed writing down my thoughts when Emma and I were alone at first- we talked about her latest ordeal with her husband, her seeming regrets. Her wanting to be wanted and to be special. I can totally relate. And I wanted to tell her so much about how /// but of course, I can't be insensitive enough to rob her of her piece and rub in her seeming sadness with how great /// and all that.
Hence... Here it is...
Hi there. It’s been a while since I sat down in front of the computer to write something about my thoughts. And today I will attempt to do so. My chosen topic would be about FALLING IN LOVE and BEING IN LOVE. Cliché? Yes, it could be; but as a cliché as it is, people still fret about this thing called love. We all go gaga over love. That’s not the mere reason why I itch to write about the topic today though. Yesterday, after not seeing each other for ages, me and my closest friends decided to meet for dinner and a movie. I first picked up my friend Emma (not her true name) and waited for our other friends in our favorite mall. For about two hours, she updated me with what’s going on lately with her, her struggle as a wife, about being a woman and (not) feeling like one. Occasionally, I would pitch in my own experiences, my own thoughts and my own feelings. It was fun and sad at the same time. I have never seen her eyes with sadness and regrets before. Emma has always been the happy type of person; her presence would never ever bring in a stain of sad feelings. She had been in love and now she doubts it. I have never met a person who has not been in love yet. I just couldn’t remember a day in my life when I haven’t thought of falling in love and being in love. Now that I have grown, sometimes I think I was a pathetic kid, growing up always wondering about love. Looking for the right one. Waiting for my knight in shining armor. Hoping to be Cinderella.
I have stumbled into falling in love a few times. Infatuation when I was younger and a taste of true love later on – or so I thought. Yes, I can say that now because now I know for sure I have seen true love. And I realized true love isn’t perfect at all. It’s not what I had read in those romance paper back novels nor was it even close to the feel-good-movies I so love to watch. But the feeling – it’s magical. It is not just like having a crush when I was growing up where the clouds are always puffy, the wind is blowing with jest, and you smile secretly and sometimes even catch your self smiling all of a sudden. I knew for sure it was true love because I want to preach about it. I want to tell every soul I come across to how great it is to be in love, how lucky I am experiencing the rare opportunity. I want to tell them how to spot true love, when to know it is indeed true love. Crazy isn’t it? And the feeling, it is more than just seeing puffy clouds and smiling secretly, it is literally feeling your heart jump out of your chest! That is how I felt; I can literally hear my heart pounding, and I fall for the same person who makes me feel this way every time I see him. I myself cannot believe how he makes me fall for him over and over again. And when I see or do things, everything reminds me of him, and I always all of a sudden realize “I love that guy.” I have told him more than a few times that I had never been certain about anything in this world but one – I love him and that will keep on going on and on and on… And I also know for sure that my love for him will keep on growing stronger each day of my life. I had never been that in love before and I know for sure I will never ever be again. That was it.
/// I have found true love in the most unsuitable situation wearing the most inappropriate shoes. It was just too strong for me to resist. And it felt immaculately right amidst the entire chaotic backdrop. Thus, selfishly, I never let go of my true love. I just can’t. His arms were the only place I felt safe in, his presence made me feel I am special and lucky, and the most phenomenal of all /// He is the only person I would want to see before I close my eyes and sleep; the only person I would want to see first thing in the morning. He is the only person I want to experience life with. I literally breathe this person I so truly love and I knew I would just die being away from him. It is just sad that I experience true love in a world that is not exactly existing. /// Still, I am grateful to have fallen in true love and I would never choose otherwise. Hence, I am staying in it.
Here is an email I sent myself as an outlet a little while back.
Anyway, my inspiration for writing this whatever-it-is is my meeting with Emma, Tom, Ryan and Justin yesterday. I suddenly missed writing down my thoughts when Emma and I were alone at first- we talked about her latest ordeal with her husband, her seeming regrets. Her wanting to be wanted and to be special. I can totally relate. And I wanted to tell her so much about how /// but of course, I can't be insensitive enough to rob her of her piece and rub in her seeming sadness with how great /// and all that.
Hence... Here it is...
Hi there. It’s been a while since I sat down in front of the computer to write something about my thoughts. And today I will attempt to do so. My chosen topic would be about FALLING IN LOVE and BEING IN LOVE. Cliché? Yes, it could be; but as a cliché as it is, people still fret about this thing called love. We all go gaga over love. That’s not the mere reason why I itch to write about the topic today though. Yesterday, after not seeing each other for ages, me and my closest friends decided to meet for dinner and a movie. I first picked up my friend Emma (not her true name) and waited for our other friends in our favorite mall. For about two hours, she updated me with what’s going on lately with her, her struggle as a wife, about being a woman and (not) feeling like one. Occasionally, I would pitch in my own experiences, my own thoughts and my own feelings. It was fun and sad at the same time. I have never seen her eyes with sadness and regrets before. Emma has always been the happy type of person; her presence would never ever bring in a stain of sad feelings. She had been in love and now she doubts it. I have never met a person who has not been in love yet. I just couldn’t remember a day in my life when I haven’t thought of falling in love and being in love. Now that I have grown, sometimes I think I was a pathetic kid, growing up always wondering about love. Looking for the right one. Waiting for my knight in shining armor. Hoping to be Cinderella.
I have stumbled into falling in love a few times. Infatuation when I was younger and a taste of true love later on – or so I thought. Yes, I can say that now because now I know for sure I have seen true love. And I realized true love isn’t perfect at all. It’s not what I had read in those romance paper back novels nor was it even close to the feel-good-movies I so love to watch. But the feeling – it’s magical. It is not just like having a crush when I was growing up where the clouds are always puffy, the wind is blowing with jest, and you smile secretly and sometimes even catch your self smiling all of a sudden. I knew for sure it was true love because I want to preach about it. I want to tell every soul I come across to how great it is to be in love, how lucky I am experiencing the rare opportunity. I want to tell them how to spot true love, when to know it is indeed true love. Crazy isn’t it? And the feeling, it is more than just seeing puffy clouds and smiling secretly, it is literally feeling your heart jump out of your chest! That is how I felt; I can literally hear my heart pounding, and I fall for the same person who makes me feel this way every time I see him. I myself cannot believe how he makes me fall for him over and over again. And when I see or do things, everything reminds me of him, and I always all of a sudden realize “I love that guy.” I have told him more than a few times that I had never been certain about anything in this world but one – I love him and that will keep on going on and on and on… And I also know for sure that my love for him will keep on growing stronger each day of my life. I had never been that in love before and I know for sure I will never ever be again. That was it.
/// I have found true love in the most unsuitable situation wearing the most inappropriate shoes. It was just too strong for me to resist. And it felt immaculately right amidst the entire chaotic backdrop. Thus, selfishly, I never let go of my true love. I just can’t. His arms were the only place I felt safe in, his presence made me feel I am special and lucky, and the most phenomenal of all /// He is the only person I would want to see before I close my eyes and sleep; the only person I would want to see first thing in the morning. He is the only person I want to experience life with. I literally breathe this person I so truly love and I knew I would just die being away from him. It is just sad that I experience true love in a world that is not exactly existing. /// Still, I am grateful to have fallen in true love and I would never choose otherwise. Hence, I am staying in it.
