Tuesday, September 20, 2005

so just read xji's blog.
it touched a nerve in me and i began to wonder, what's love? what really is love? have i experienced it before? is it what im feeling now?

the word love, has been passed between different people, majority of the time between the person who is your boyfriend/girlfriend, and i have said it many times, but now i start to think if it really was love? how do you know if you really and truly love that person? i mean like, a relationship can last for ten years, and both parties could have exchanged i-love-yous a million times, but it might not really be love.

everyone has different definitions of what love can be, i mean even i think of love differently from you. all these years, ive been thinking of love much more childishly, to me, love was what could make me happy, love was everyth to me, the 3 words can just come out of my mouth, and im not even sure if i meant to you everyone i said it to.
in the show "marry a rich man", the guy said love quite appropriately. "love, is like glass slippers, its mostly useless, cant be eaten, cant be used to keep warm, but often times, everyone is seeking for it." why huh?

i dont understand anyth, maybe im not old or matured enough. but since when was there an age limit for love? it isnt nc-16, or m-18, or r-21. but i dont even think all married couples love each other. some are just with each other for the sake of their children, some are with each other cos they've gotten used to that person.

i have this passage about love, the one line that struck me the most was "although you are attracted to many others, but that one person still remains in your heart, that's love" (right, it's someth like that, but the meaning is the same lahh) that seems so weird. so all along have i been experiencing love? each time i pull myself away, one LOOK pulls me back in, im beaten even before i admit it. one thought of the past and im just struggling to get hold of someth to float on. i dont know.

theres many junk about love. and alot of people say that if you say the word love, and the first person that comes into your mind, you love that person, thats quite crap right. when i think real hard, i come to one conclusion, that the person that im quite confident ive loved, is never the first to pop into my mind. you wna know who pops into my mind first, now thats a secret.







so really whats love?
is love making the one you love happy, even if it guarantees your sadness?
is love giving up everyth just to see the one you love smile?
is love butterflies in your tummy each time you think or see that person?
is love someth that keeps you going on each time life sucks?
is love really needed to keep you alive?





right, this post is quite crap, forgive me, i just needa write my thoughts down somewhere.

throw me a lifeline
10:49 PM

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