"Love is when you care about someone else’s happiness, always and forever, whether or not you are destined to be together.” Love is truly such a profound and strong feeling. No other emotion that mankind feels that is as powerful and as fabulously great as love. Love breaks the chain of sadness; it tends to polish what is supposed to be a flaw; it tends to right what is supposed to be a misstep; it simply does miracles in everything. But really, how well do we know love? Is it just enough to say those three "magic words" to someone? How do we gauge our so-called care and compassion to others? Can we really define LOVE?
I happen to love someone in the past though it was not for the first time but yesit was for real this time,firstly because the earlier time i was too young and misunderstood fun for love, secondly i didnt actually knew then what love exactly is.Till i met him Although we have a lot of differences (I mean for one thing, he is such an intllectual person where as i m such a dumb)still there wasn’t a time that we misunderstood each other’s dissimilarities. A lot really were so astonished when they found out that I was in such relationship. You see, I am without a doubt the most UNROMANTIC girl in this world and believe it or not, I used to believe that love at first sight is a downright lunacy; that never would I like someone who dont smoke and who dont drive rashly and that never would I fall in love to someone who is so opposite me. I was indeed so judgmental and prejudistic that I just can’t seem to find the right guy. Anyone who knows me would probably think my falling in love with him is nothing but a mere joke. They see me as a happy-go-lucky person, someone who loves to crack jokes, someone who laughs a lot, someone who has the loudest laugh in teh group (sometimes my teacher or now the employer would keep on calling my attention, almost wanting to have me sit at the far end where I can talk to no one) that they too think I can’t get serious . But honestly, when he came into my life a lot changed in me - even my perspectives. I used to laugh at people getting rather mushy when they fall in love. I mean, isn’t it so “oh-come-on-give-me-a-break-this-can’t- be-true” when lovers say sweet nothings and get physical yakkk? Every now and then I hear on the radio people requesting for songs and dedicating it to someone which I find truly for “sentimental fools”. But then later on, I was starting to fall in love foolishly. Foolish because it so unlikely of me to cry over a guy, write about him, “have weak in the knees” and “butterflies invade my stomach” kind of feeling. I was hoping that like some of the stories i have read , we will have our happy-ending too but never have I realized that fate is much more powerful than my desire to be with him for the rest of my life- something went wrong along the way. It’s been more then eight months since he ended it all up and I keep on telling myself that I’ll get over with it sooner but I could not fake it, he is still so dear to me.
I never rued anything that happened. He is the only person who let me feel the most real feeling in this world. With him, I don't have to be someone else; there's no need for me to hide in a cloak of pretensions just so that I will appear rather fit for him. Even if I don't approve to some of his qualities, still I learned to accept the person that he is- a thing which is somewhat hard for me to do because I am quite stupid. I never had this kind of feeling before and I am so thankful to him for everything he has done. I found love in him and that is probably "the greatest accomplishment" I have.
