Being in love… It’s something half of me enjoys quite a bit. Partly because of the excitement of discovering someone interesting enough to fall in love with. Partly because it makes me feel emotions I don’t typically feel.
But the other half of me is horribly afraid of this feeling. Partly because I’m weak to stop it from happening. Partly because I know that disappointment will inevitably follow suit, even if things did go my way. They always crumble apart.
I wish I’d never met you. Haha. That’s such a lie. Or is it?
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Love is terminal, as they say :).
yeah love seems like a confusing thing to feel towards others…. I actually have never felt this which is kind of annoying as I hear it is a wonderful thing…. However I also see it causing problems for many people, so I have no idea how I feel about it…. -_-
I’ve been in love twice. (Note that this is different from having a crush on someone you barely know, or whom you idealize, because I’ve had quite a few crushes.)
Both times had good moments and both ended disappointingly without the outcome I had hoped for. Both people probably hate me now (if they ever think of me). Oh well, life goes on. Will I fall in love again? Possibly, but I’d have to go for a complete 360 improvement on myself first before I could be *present* enough for another person.