My Past Relationships
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We tend to be too blinded by the past heartbreaks to see that true love do exist. The past two relationships that I had been in were what I would called teenage loves. Or rather, I shouldn't misuse such a sacred word, they should be known as mere teenage endeavors. Endeavors as they have served their same purpose in waking me up from my delusion of love.
The first relationship wasn't a beautiful disaster at all. Regretful? Far from that. I'm glad it has opened my eyes to how he obviously wasn't the guy. We had our own thinkings about life which were 2 worlds apart and the last thing we could do was to agree with each other's.
The second relationship couldn't get anymore interesting. A total scam it was. The only thing in my life thus far that I could call it drama. I wouldn't spill out what happened because words would just appear to be too vague for one not to get his tongue wagging. Come to think of it now, it was nothing but a dream. No tears & no heartaches after the separation/realization of him/us being a scam. Reason being I felt weird when I was with him. Felt weird when he held my hand, felt weird when words of promises came out of his mouth, felt weird that our friendship led to something more. I was just far more happy & comfortable when we were friends doing impromptu things together in our clique. Moral of this relationship: never trust people easily.
Current relationship which I'm more than certain will be the last is with the guy who loves me more than I've ever loved myself. He taught me how true love can be nurtured and how assurances are not merely words. Towards me, he's always so selfless which brings me guilt; guilty that I'm still in the process of being as selfless as him, if not more. It's like a competition. A healthy one. Meeting him has made me realized how beautiful it is to share dreams together & work hand in hand to turn them into realities.
Heartaches do not kill us, illnesses & deprivation of oxygen do. Never give up on love unless you have no second thought in giving up on life because living without love is as good as not living, just surviving.
The first relationship wasn't a beautiful disaster at all. Regretful? Far from that. I'm glad it has opened my eyes to how he obviously wasn't the guy. We had our own thinkings about life which were 2 worlds apart and the last thing we could do was to agree with each other's.
The second relationship couldn't get anymore interesting. A total scam it was. The only thing in my life thus far that I could call it drama. I wouldn't spill out what happened because words would just appear to be too vague for one not to get his tongue wagging. Come to think of it now, it was nothing but a dream. No tears & no heartaches after the separation/realization of him/us being a scam. Reason being I felt weird when I was with him. Felt weird when he held my hand, felt weird when words of promises came out of his mouth, felt weird that our friendship led to something more. I was just far more happy & comfortable when we were friends doing impromptu things together in our clique. Moral of this relationship: never trust people easily.
Current relationship which I'm more than certain will be the last is with the guy who loves me more than I've ever loved myself. He taught me how true love can be nurtured and how assurances are not merely words. Towards me, he's always so selfless which brings me guilt; guilty that I'm still in the process of being as selfless as him, if not more. It's like a competition. A healthy one. Meeting him has made me realized how beautiful it is to share dreams together & work hand in hand to turn them into realities.
Heartaches do not kill us, illnesses & deprivation of oxygen do. Never give up on love unless you have no second thought in giving up on life because living without love is as good as not living, just surviving.
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