Friday, June 4, 2010
What is love?
The dictionary tells me love is a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person;
then I googled the word, wiki tells me love is any of a number of emotions related to a sense of strong affection and attachment (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Love).
Still, it doesn't tell me what it is. I'm in a state of confusion.
Went out in the late noon to search for books, while waiting for dear to end work, then dinner.
Sometimes I don't know what or how I should react to certain things, especially after we had a quarrel. Sometimes I just feel that I should act like how any other girls would, just being wilful and not understand a single thing and how I just want my way through everything.
However, at the thought of this, the angel in me tells me I should be understanding to everything and whatever you do and to just give in to all that you say or do. But doing this makes me unhappy.
And this can keep my mind occupied up to days. Especially when you're not around.
Perhaps you didn't realised. My eyes were on you throughout the whole dinner. Yes I seem dumb doing that. I was upset about you not even speaking a single word, not even knowing someone was staring at you stupidly. Then one question pop out, "When will it be the next time this will happen again?"
However, when we're on board the bus, I knew the reason to it ...
Despite being tired after a long day, despite without the need to even spend some time with me for dinner after work when you usually go back straight, you came to meet me without complaints, today, just to make up for tomorrow's blown off date. Yes despite the fact that it is because of the blown off date that you met me today, but still, I appreciate it.
The devil within me tells me not to think much about it as it is just something you're doing to appease me. Yet the angel tells me that at least you took the little effort to do it. So now, what should I do? Who should I believe in?
It is the first time I'm blogging to openly about you. I've thought about it, its selfish of me to keep what I think to myself and not let you know when I expect you to do something. Its selfish of me to keep thinking about what I think without even consulting about what you think. You may say I didn't do that, but still, its something that repeatedly came across my mind when I reflected on myself the other day.
Its time for me to change;
and its time for me to grow up a little more for the sake of you.
I love you dear ♥
,MELODY @ 11:00 PM
The dictionary tells me love is a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person;
then I googled the word, wiki tells me love is any of a number of emotions related to a sense of strong affection and attachment (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Love).
Still, it doesn't tell me what it is. I'm in a state of confusion.
Went out in the late noon to search for books, while waiting for dear to end work, then dinner.
Sometimes I don't know what or how I should react to certain things, especially after we had a quarrel. Sometimes I just feel that I should act like how any other girls would, just being wilful and not understand a single thing and how I just want my way through everything.
However, at the thought of this, the angel in me tells me I should be understanding to everything and whatever you do and to just give in to all that you say or do. But doing this makes me unhappy.
And this can keep my mind occupied up to days. Especially when you're not around.
Perhaps you didn't realised. My eyes were on you throughout the whole dinner. Yes I seem dumb doing that. I was upset about you not even speaking a single word, not even knowing someone was staring at you stupidly. Then one question pop out, "When will it be the next time this will happen again?"
However, when we're on board the bus, I knew the reason to it ...
Despite being tired after a long day, despite without the need to even spend some time with me for dinner after work when you usually go back straight, you came to meet me without complaints, today, just to make up for tomorrow's blown off date. Yes despite the fact that it is because of the blown off date that you met me today, but still, I appreciate it.
The devil within me tells me not to think much about it as it is just something you're doing to appease me. Yet the angel tells me that at least you took the little effort to do it. So now, what should I do? Who should I believe in?
It is the first time I'm blogging to openly about you. I've thought about it, its selfish of me to keep what I think to myself and not let you know when I expect you to do something. Its selfish of me to keep thinking about what I think without even consulting about what you think. You may say I didn't do that, but still, its something that repeatedly came across my mind when I reflected on myself the other day.
Its time for me to change;
and its time for me to grow up a little more for the sake of you.
I love you dear ♥