This morning i read something and it made me feel swoony of sorts. Love that endures for 3 years. And it is not a typical relationship. It was something that some of us may scorn on especially the older generation. But still it is love as it is.
And alas, the wait was long and full of emotions and the party never turn up. At this junction do we blame the other party? Do we start blaming ourselves? Love is something that is so conflicting in many sense. Sometimes isn't it better to do without? Yet someone it's like bees to honey. You can't resist it.
When someone nice comes along, it's another beginning of a tug-of-war of the heart. Funny isn't it? Just like i told a friend i won't fall for a someone but i just end up falling deeper. Then the seperation begins and you feel hurt. Friends starts telling you that you'll find someone better who will love you more. And the cycle goes on.
Arck...feeling so many things that it's almost impossible for me to put it down in words. I better head off to work now. Sigh