It's kind of painful trying to move on. I've surely not thought of him for some time since we are from different schools now but I guess, who can really forget their first love?
First love would be the first time we felt unconditional love for someone. Hopefully I can wait for the next, more mature, love.
I think love is about admiration and respect for a person, and also the hope to grow together with him. Love does not mean it should be perfect, but I can't seem to find the same spark.
Giving my youth of first love to him; I don't regret it but what I regret is not confessing, and not trying hard enough (well part of the reason I didn't confess was because he already liked someone).
For my next love, I promise myself to handle it more maturely, and not to get my parents involved because ultimately it's my own business. They shouldn't tell me I can't get into a relationship because of my studies or work or etc. What I choose to do is my decision.
Whoever is out there, I'm still waiting for you. As patiently as I can.
I hope that this year or the next year, I would have found the spark.
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