love, its so complex.
it makes people foolish, doing things unconditionally.
without even thinking about it. not to mention considering those xonsequences of it.
that's how strong love can be and i do believe in it.
i've experience it myself, i see myself smiling foolishly in front of the mirror or even jotting down things that took place during a particular day itself.
especially, with that very shiok feeling when we talk or something.
its just so foolish.
we seem to become so childish and innocent.
i've learn to enjoy the process of loving someone and being loved.
despite all these pleasant moments, i've also went through those tough ones when we rarely communicate.
and especially when we start to drift apart.
i felt hurt. i was upset.
i cried a lot. sometimes even out of nowhere i'll just start tearing and not only that.
i've had times when i just feel like crying all the time.
on the bus, at home when my parents are around.
the worst is to cry yourself to sleep. that's bad, really bad.
and how often i feared i'll murmur things out during dreams.
its so bad and this bad.
then, i've experienced the worst time in my life.
i've learnt to accept the fact parting of one person to another is just part and parcel of life.
i've learnt to accept that and despite continuous cryings and all i've learn to get over and pull through all these.
i've hated him, ever so often but then when i face him, everything changes.
it just melts away despite the obviously cold wall i'm trying hard to give.
when i finally accept it and leave, i no longer hate him.
those feelings are gone completely. completely.
that hope never linger in me anymore. not at all, i swear.
i know its hard to forget cause i've been through, i've witness the whole process.
i know how long it takes for people to recover, i myself have been through, why would i not know?
but then who would believe me if i told them?
i just look inexperience, ever so childish and not so likeable by the opposite gender.
but then again ever since that experience, i know clearly the joy and how its is like to be loved.
that feelings are clear and i know how to differentiate from crush and infatuation.
i definitely know now.
and most importantly, even if it takes a couple of years to get over just like how i did it.
its worthwhile.
cause when you look back you'll realise there are better choices outside.
not only that, if you held on to someone who know longer feel for you, what's the point?
what can you get in return, nothing. absolutely nothing.
so why not learn to move on and get over it.
i'm glad i get over it within two years plus.
cause that two years were torturess.
but then again, i learn a lot. really, that upset feeling i know how it feels.
besides, he wasnt really good is he?
flirt is the word that suits perfectly for him.
his just so not my type, not the kind in which i want.
not devoted, his looking out for looks and character even though his not really good looking himself.
but whatever its over, i hope others dont fall into it too.
or rather, he changed.
happy! :D
exams were okay, i'll buck up soon. HA
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