Are you in love or not at all?
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Thank you, anglvue and surrealistic-destiny. I believe I'll start making a move in January (since I'm totally broke now and you need money to go out). I went to his restaurant while he was working and I was told by three guy friends to ask him out (nothing's more encouraging than a bunch of drunk guys, I suppose). Also, my friends, my friend's boyfriend (who doesn't even know him and is really interested in my love life for some reason) and my co-workers are all telling me to just ask him already. They think he likes me, too, so it looks like I've got the green light from 99% of the populace. If he does say no, it's not like I'll see him a lot b/c he quit my class. But this I have to tell you. That night, he reached out to me when I left (as if to say goodbye but also don't go) and instead of giving him a hug or just leaving....I gave him a high five. He gave me this blank expression for a moment then finally gave it back, and I just looked like an idiot. I didn't really think about it until the next day... Everyone laughed at me when I told them what I did.
Poor makusu! If she has a boyfriend now though I see that as kind of a flaw in the relationship. Has she ever given any indication that she will leave him ever or that the relationship was failing? I'm worried for you because you're putting so much effort into this and I don't want it all to be for nothing. I don't know you or anything, but that just saddens me if you're doing all this work and she isn't even leaving him.
aNToK - you are just so cute! Your lady could probably have a cup of you everyday! Congrats on your 11 year relationship! I only wish that I or anyone else can find what you have. That's a rare thing to find. Don't let go of it.
Poor makusu! If she has a boyfriend now though I see that as kind of a flaw in the relationship. Has she ever given any indication that she will leave him ever or that the relationship was failing? I'm worried for you because you're putting so much effort into this and I don't want it all to be for nothing. I don't know you or anything, but that just saddens me if you're doing all this work and she isn't even leaving him.
aNToK - you are just so cute! Your lady could probably have a cup of you everyday! Congrats on your 11 year relationship! I only wish that I or anyone else can find what you have. That's a rare thing to find. Don't let go of it.
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i remember two years ago when i fell in love with a guy...
i found this note on my diary, those times that i felt really empty losing someone, times
when i broke up with him and time when things are getting over...so care free to write here
instead. maybe one of you can relate to this....
i would have done so much for him. But he didnt care. He meant the world to me but
was never there. I gave so much to make it work, but he didnt try. How my world is
fallin apart since we bid goodbye. He has his eyes on someone new, he treats her
very well, i can't help but wonder why he didnt treat me like he should. Now i have
broken heart that maybe time would heal. I wish i had another chance to tell him how i feel.
Now i sit here lonely no one to love. Not just any man will do, when it's him i'm thinkin of.
how sad right. but he's happy now and so i am... and things were fallin into place.
i found this note on my diary, those times that i felt really empty losing someone, times
when i broke up with him and time when things are getting over...so care free to write here
instead. maybe one of you can relate to this....
i would have done so much for him. But he didnt care. He meant the world to me but
was never there. I gave so much to make it work, but he didnt try. How my world is
fallin apart since we bid goodbye. He has his eyes on someone new, he treats her
very well, i can't help but wonder why he didnt treat me like he should. Now i have
broken heart that maybe time would heal. I wish i had another chance to tell him how i feel.
Now i sit here lonely no one to love. Not just any man will do, when it's him i'm thinkin of.
how sad right. but he's happy now and so i am... and things were fallin into place.
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A girl I knew would write much better poems than that about once very 2 weeks when she "fell in love" with a new guy, and when they broke up 2 weeks later.pRincEton giRL wrote:i remember two years ago when i fell in love with a guy...
i found this note on my diary, those times that i felt really empty losing someone, times
when i broke up with him and time when things are getting over...so care free to write here
instead. maybe one of you can relate to this....
i would have done so much for him. But he didnt care. He meant the world to me but
was never there. I gave so much to make it work, but he didnt try. How my world is
fallin apart since we bid goodbye. He has his eyes on someone new, he treats her
very well, i can't help but wonder why he didnt treat me like he should. Now i have
broken heart that maybe time would heal. I wish i had another chance to tell him how i feel.
Now i sit here lonely no one to love. Not just any man will do, when it's him i'm thinkin of.
how sad right. but he's happy now and so i am... and things were fallin into place.
*stabs the idea of love* i refuse to be in love ever again.
i did write something like this awhile back though:
The moment we met. I knew it had to be you. But you didn't feel the same. Instead, when you went away, into someone's else warm arms, I suddenly became more conscious of my imperfections. Of what she had and what I didn't have. I suddenly felt like crying an ocean...and it was all because of you.
But i wasn't angry at you. I was angry at myself. Constantly putting myself down, the days I wanted to look pretty just for you. But you didn't notice and you went off..just giving me that gentle hi and a hug. When i would get home, I wouldn't be able to concentrate. I'd remember I'd always call myself names saying I'd never be good enough for anyone ...because I hadn't been good enough for you.
I'd turn every guy down after that ...and some i took my anger out on them..just because they weren't you. And to this day, I'm still that girl, waiting for someone like you
i did write something like this awhile back though:
The moment we met. I knew it had to be you. But you didn't feel the same. Instead, when you went away, into someone's else warm arms, I suddenly became more conscious of my imperfections. Of what she had and what I didn't have. I suddenly felt like crying an ocean...and it was all because of you.
But i wasn't angry at you. I was angry at myself. Constantly putting myself down, the days I wanted to look pretty just for you. But you didn't notice and you went off..just giving me that gentle hi and a hug. When i would get home, I wouldn't be able to concentrate. I'd remember I'd always call myself names saying I'd never be good enough for anyone ...because I hadn't been good enough for you.
I'd turn every guy down after that ...and some i took my anger out on them..just because they weren't you. And to this day, I'm still that girl, waiting for someone like you
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well was in love.. or maybe just affectionate for eachother.. this v-day we broke up.. don't know if its permanent but we were at karaoke with my friends and her friends and we were all happy singing and stuff.. but then out of the blue she gets a phone call and goes crying home with a friend to drive her and called me at 2 am and said i want us to break up.. i honestly don't know whats going on.. but i'm going to wait and see..
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Aw, Sorry to hear...hope everything works out!ryuushin wrote:well was in love.. or maybe just affectionate for eachother.. this v-day we broke up.. don't know if its permanent but we were at karaoke with my friends and her friends and we were all happy singing and stuff.. but then out of the blue she gets a phone call and goes crying home with a friend to drive her and called me at 2 am and said i want us to break up.. i honestly don't know whats going on.. but i'm going to wait and see..
As for me, never been in love and not quite sure what it really is...i get confused with "infatuation" easily
Happy Late Valentines (aka Singles Awareness Day) to everyone!
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i've always been in puppy love. yet i kept getting hurt so i stopped looking for love a year ago. but now for the first time i'm actually really in love. i've never had a long term relationship cuz i can never find the rite person..but rite now i'm in a serious relationship. its been almost 4 mths now and i love him so much. he understands what i go through and he's also my best friend. although its a long distance relationship...we're still strong enough to wait for the day that he moves down here. he works his butt off just to fly down here to see me. he spends around $1000. but for him, money doesn't really matter. all he wants is to just be here with me. and i love him for everything that he does for me. he does so much for me and he's so true to his words. i trust him and he has proven that to me in so many ways. =)
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daalig wrote:Not in love.
I saw two highschool kids holding hands while riding a bike today. I thought it was sweet, than got the urge to run them over in my car. Which is a good indication i'm not in love right now.
Haha I would so feel the same. Riding bikes and holding hands? I got a better one-not related with love, but w/e-a man riding a bike and playing a guitar, whilst singing, and did I mention it was NIGHT?
Crazy ppl in city O.o
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haha, yup, totally. and with dramas, and with celebrities.jholic wrote:like most folks here, i am in love with d-addicts!
i like this guy but i don't "love" him. i've got this crazy romantic idea that my love is going to end up like some korean drama. and that would be the awesomest love relationship, seriously. don't you think so?
this weird thing is, i feel all weird and i start crying when i watch korean dramas. almost like I can feel the love between the characters. it's that kind of throat-tightening feeling. sheesh, i wish i could fall in love like that because then that would be REAL love. but this guy? i've liked him for 4 years, haven't told him, and anyways, he likes my best friend, last time i checked. anyways, we've gotten out of touch lately.
ah well. i'll just wait till i get married to a celebrity!
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You liked a guy for 4 years and never said anything? You really should have.. Just wait to marry a celebrity like you said Good Luck...
Hmm..am I in love or not...well..not really anymore..I guess I used to like when I was 14. But that was like 4-5 years ago. I haven't been in "love" since. Sure I think some girls are pretty and like them a little but not actually "love" them..
Hmm..am I in love or not...well..not really anymore..I guess I used to like when I was 14. But that was like 4-5 years ago. I haven't been in "love" since. Sure I think some girls are pretty and like them a little but not actually "love" them..
hi everybody
i love a chinese girl
can you give me some advice
of what i have to do with her??
what do chinese girls like???
(tradition,culture,cinema,music ecc..)
i don't know many things about china...
i'm italian and she 's an university student like me
there are chinese girls in this forum that can help me???
xiexie
i love a chinese girl
can you give me some advice
of what i have to do with her??
what do chinese girls like???
(tradition,culture,cinema,music ecc..)
i don't know many things about china...
i'm italian and she 's an university student like me
there are chinese girls in this forum that can help me???
xiexie
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ni hao (hello) chin ..hmm you're inlove whew good for youchin wrote:hi everybody
i love a chinese girl
can you give me some advice
of what i have to do with her??
what do chinese girls like???
(tradition,culture,cinema,music ecc..)
i don't know many things about china...
i'm italian and she 's an university student like me
there are chinese girls in this forum that can help me???
xiexie
hmp. am a half-blooded chinese. but to sad extent am more on filipino by nature. i dont practice more of my culture because i was raised as a filipino. like you, am tryin to grasp more on chi culture & language esp mandarin and i'm starting from the scratch.
i dunno if that girl you're in love with.. still pratices her culture. hmp.. why not ask her out and talk about her culture, pratices and the like? perhaps you would certainly know her whereabouts. or if you had hard time with languages.. i refer you to this site www.mandarintools.com >> try that one.. i hope that helps. or if you wanna know more. try visit the Chinese International Community here in the d-addicts. hmmp
knowing the culture.. i used to go this website.. http://chineseculture.about.com/ it's from Jun Chan and lots of News and issues are there. hmmp.
music.. Jay Chou's collection is on top of our list here in my town. try ask her if she's familiar with him.
we'll anyway, i hope it helps. have fun. stay xiao.
hi!!!
thanks for the help pRincEton giRL !!!!!!
i'll try the website you suggest me....
i think that she pratices hers culture and tradition because
she is in italy only for study!!!!
during holiday she returns back to hers country in china!!!!!!!!!
after hers degree i 'll never see her
(i don't know when is hers degree)
i haven't much time !!!!
thanks for the help pRincEton giRL !!!!!!
i'll try the website you suggest me....
i think that she pratices hers culture and tradition because
she is in italy only for study!!!!
during holiday she returns back to hers country in china!!!!!!!!!
after hers degree i 'll never see her
(i don't know when is hers degree)
i haven't much time !!!!
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chin you're always welcome
amm no time? you mean no time for her? jeeh. you should have because TIME is the number essence for someone "special". you should take time and work for it. because we cannot tell what the future lies ahead. if you really like the girl... spend time for her. get to know and ......... go with the flow. we'll what's the use of internet and other means of communication if you mean you're living on different phases of this earth, right? people will end up right if they really meant. so if i were you, you work for it now before it's too late. but of course, you should know by instinct that she likes you too. dont be doomed by *one-side of love*.. okeis... i hope i made some sense here. *just tryin to help*
amm no time? you mean no time for her? jeeh. you should have because TIME is the number essence for someone "special". you should take time and work for it. because we cannot tell what the future lies ahead. if you really like the girl... spend time for her. get to know and ......... go with the flow. we'll what's the use of internet and other means of communication if you mean you're living on different phases of this earth, right? people will end up right if they really meant. so if i were you, you work for it now before it's too late. but of course, you should know by instinct that she likes you too. dont be doomed by *one-side of love*.. okeis... i hope i made some sense here. *just tryin to help*
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In a Korean drama called "Lovers in Prague", they talked about love similar to that.DJ_Chopstix wrote:love is also blind in many ways.
(Rough Translation) "Love is like a camera flash. Once the flash hits you, everything is dark around you. It doesn't matter whether you were prepared or not; you still get blind."
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oOO i'm gonna have to watch it thanxtdkyo wrote:In a Korean drama called "Lovers in Prague", they talked about love similar to that.DJ_Chopstix wrote:love is also blind in many ways.
(Rough Translation) "Love is like a camera flash. Once the flash hits you, everything is dark around you. It doesn't matter whether you were prepared or not; you still get blind."
I second thatDJ_Chopstix wrote:oOO i'm gonna have to watch it thanxtdkyo wrote:In a Korean drama called "Lovers in Prague", they talked about love similar to that.DJ_Chopstix wrote:love is also blind in many ways.
(Rough Translation) "Love is like a camera flash. Once the flash hits you, everything is dark around you. It doesn't matter whether you were prepared or not; you still get blind."
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hihi mythrel here, i will tell you something.. a story.. i hope this will help yah...Mythrel wrote:Am I in love with someone? Totally! Will I ever tell her how I feel? doubtful! Thats a whole nother story I should just become a monk or priest or something. Hell I got the overweight Jesus thing going I should run with it
nopenopenope...im in the 'not at all' category
im only 17, but I wonder if I ever will? O.o I wonder if I'll end up being an old maid...
being single your whole life sounds...lonely.
of course, that might be because we're animals and it's ingrained in us to have partners.
*coughs* just forget about that last part..
im only 17, but I wonder if I ever will? O.o I wonder if I'll end up being an old maid...
being single your whole life sounds...lonely.
of course, that might be because we're animals and it's ingrained in us to have partners.
*coughs* just forget about that last part..
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I am ---in love-- with 2 person. One I rarely see and one I see everyday. I have the puppy love feeling for both of them. The one I rarely see got a girlish personality plus is younger than me and the one I see everyday is a strong person indenpendent personality plus is older than me. This prove that age, personality and how frequent u see each other makes no difference. If u really love someone it does not matter. The problem is that I keep this one sided love to myself because I don't feel that I'm ready to be in a relationship with either of them
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I've been in love several times before.. I am not in love right now, but I am preparing for it! I think if I keep working hard and make good money, watch after my health and do all the fun things I think are interesting, and meet someone who really takes my breath away, I will be able to maintain a good relationship. I guess now it's just finding somebody.
Really, I think the best way to find someone though, is to forget about it! If I get on with my life, I will run into interesting people at every turn
Really, I think the best way to find someone though, is to forget about it! If I get on with my life, I will run into interesting people at every turn
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im in (unrequitted) love? i miss my ex.......... my god i miss him.. we lasted nearly 14 months.... what i could play "elope" and go to the ct with him after school and eat tiramisu from the same cup and play rubix cube on the train at 8 o'clock at night on the way home.... *sigh*..... please dont tell me we wont "ever be" again because a school term later, the only catalyst for happiness is give myself false notions that i'll see you this holidays and be able to stay with you a little while longer..
why did you just tell me "sorry"?
well i'll tell you what you'll never hear from me:
Reminiscence is like a time machine. It feeds my desire of reconstruction and also the need to be restricted. This time machine can take me back, but it is unable to sustain my private requisite of static time and space.
As I am dispatching a memory, I am diligently singling out a pained significance. It feels lighter to peel away from it’s fleshy database every memory - the time we were at the beach and the sand stuck to the back of our legs, the necklace of a heart, cross and rose how it was stung by the salty water, began to rust… how you promised another necklace. The time we were at the library when we well-wished your mum an extravagant shopping adventure in consumer-jungle before watching her go and finding our hands in a frenzy and being told off by the pincer-lipped librarian to “canoodle” elsewhere.
Foolishly, I’m awaiting the arrival of the next day hoping it be the last that I have to travel in that damned “time machine”; I know I want to start something new, initialise a renewal… a makeover. Something stops me; I remember I wanted to stay in “static time and place” because the familiarity brought me closer to believing in our perpetuality despite the despotic knowing of the ceasing existence of me in you. I feel as though I’m on a chain: stray too far and am held at length by the neck, the harder I’m trying, the harder the resistance to make me choke. Worse off, I’m holding myself back…
I’m a realist and idealist, so farfetched that I couldn’t keep up with my own pretentious lies of recovery.
Why are you the irritation I claw at in the furthest part of my mind and the wisp of memory like a lullaby a child mulls in sleep to and cling to? You are the one I feverishly… (secretly) search for when I wake; my body making friction with the sheets in a panicked agitation looking for you, finally I finding what I want – I paw affectionately at the mould in my pillow made by your head last night. Or have I imagined this too?
You had told me the same:
“I cannot love as I have loved,
And yet I know not why;
It is the one great woe of life
To feel all feeling die”
Phillip James Bailey
I’m putting my clothes in the bin and the rubbish in the laundry basket.
Revisiting the same paths we crossed together with your imagined company, I’m trying to not relinquish familiarity. I notice the innumerable minute details that note a change; I’m waiting for you, but know that you’re never going to come… why am I still here? “But you may pass this place on the way home”, I assure myself. My hope was too vainglorious.
Remittance of another time and place was like a joyful expedition from the tedium of ordinary existence. I feel as though trapped in a secluded corner; you and the rest of the world are the parade and I am the one standing at the window sill, behind my transparent protection.
As if a daily self-induced exercise I’m overturning the last vestiges and casting them into the sea of the forgiven and forgotten; I’m waiting to pummel into the ground my walled-up grievances. Maybe I could start throwing away boxes of your favourite flavoured jelly – lime – that are waiting for you, with me.
I’m walking in this self-proclaimed jauntiness to aid arrogance morphing into truth that our (rather, yours and mine) new lives are commencing, or am I merely perishing with this belief?
Night allows emittance of the escapade of dreams. Night eludes judgements that only awake-ness and sensibility could expose the folds of faults in fantasising. At night, I can cry to nonsensical foreign music to capture my moods and cushion my mood swings. At night, sleep serenades me sonorous messages of hope because I dream of your smiling face… making my heart resonate to words spoken a long time ago kept so real.
“One sweet, sad secret holds my heart in thrall…
…Unseen, unspoken, and of no one known;
And of my sweet, who gave it, least of all.
Alexic Felix Arvers
At night before sleep, I know in myself that things are protesting for change. Dreams are not so fantastical as they were when I was trying to come to terms of the memory of you slowly evaporating. Too many times of trying to figuratively question the person that lives within you no longer, from whence did he cometh and to where did he go?
Sometimes, the only way to describe seeing you (briefly) is like being caught in a paralysis. It was easy to swallow the cold exterior and your glassy-eyed responses because sometimes… just sometimes there was recollection of the past in you; the silver lining of the unattainable.
Every hope you had seized and ceased with ease of your words. Your words had hurt. But I’ll treat this as an experience and I’ll feel gratified; an episode lingering for far too long and waiting for closure. And this closure I have found.
“If love is a shelter, I’m going to walk in the rain.”
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sigh. =B
why did you just tell me "sorry"?
well i'll tell you what you'll never hear from me:
Reminiscence is like a time machine. It feeds my desire of reconstruction and also the need to be restricted. This time machine can take me back, but it is unable to sustain my private requisite of static time and space.
As I am dispatching a memory, I am diligently singling out a pained significance. It feels lighter to peel away from it’s fleshy database every memory - the time we were at the beach and the sand stuck to the back of our legs, the necklace of a heart, cross and rose how it was stung by the salty water, began to rust… how you promised another necklace. The time we were at the library when we well-wished your mum an extravagant shopping adventure in consumer-jungle before watching her go and finding our hands in a frenzy and being told off by the pincer-lipped librarian to “canoodle” elsewhere.
Foolishly, I’m awaiting the arrival of the next day hoping it be the last that I have to travel in that damned “time machine”; I know I want to start something new, initialise a renewal… a makeover. Something stops me; I remember I wanted to stay in “static time and place” because the familiarity brought me closer to believing in our perpetuality despite the despotic knowing of the ceasing existence of me in you. I feel as though I’m on a chain: stray too far and am held at length by the neck, the harder I’m trying, the harder the resistance to make me choke. Worse off, I’m holding myself back…
I’m a realist and idealist, so farfetched that I couldn’t keep up with my own pretentious lies of recovery.
Why are you the irritation I claw at in the furthest part of my mind and the wisp of memory like a lullaby a child mulls in sleep to and cling to? You are the one I feverishly… (secretly) search for when I wake; my body making friction with the sheets in a panicked agitation looking for you, finally I finding what I want – I paw affectionately at the mould in my pillow made by your head last night. Or have I imagined this too?
You had told me the same:
“I cannot love as I have loved,
And yet I know not why;
It is the one great woe of life
To feel all feeling die”
Phillip James Bailey
I’m putting my clothes in the bin and the rubbish in the laundry basket.
Revisiting the same paths we crossed together with your imagined company, I’m trying to not relinquish familiarity. I notice the innumerable minute details that note a change; I’m waiting for you, but know that you’re never going to come… why am I still here? “But you may pass this place on the way home”, I assure myself. My hope was too vainglorious.
Remittance of another time and place was like a joyful expedition from the tedium of ordinary existence. I feel as though trapped in a secluded corner; you and the rest of the world are the parade and I am the one standing at the window sill, behind my transparent protection.
As if a daily self-induced exercise I’m overturning the last vestiges and casting them into the sea of the forgiven and forgotten; I’m waiting to pummel into the ground my walled-up grievances. Maybe I could start throwing away boxes of your favourite flavoured jelly – lime – that are waiting for you, with me.
I’m walking in this self-proclaimed jauntiness to aid arrogance morphing into truth that our (rather, yours and mine) new lives are commencing, or am I merely perishing with this belief?
Night allows emittance of the escapade of dreams. Night eludes judgements that only awake-ness and sensibility could expose the folds of faults in fantasising. At night, I can cry to nonsensical foreign music to capture my moods and cushion my mood swings. At night, sleep serenades me sonorous messages of hope because I dream of your smiling face… making my heart resonate to words spoken a long time ago kept so real.
“One sweet, sad secret holds my heart in thrall…
…Unseen, unspoken, and of no one known;
And of my sweet, who gave it, least of all.
Alexic Felix Arvers
At night before sleep, I know in myself that things are protesting for change. Dreams are not so fantastical as they were when I was trying to come to terms of the memory of you slowly evaporating. Too many times of trying to figuratively question the person that lives within you no longer, from whence did he cometh and to where did he go?
Sometimes, the only way to describe seeing you (briefly) is like being caught in a paralysis. It was easy to swallow the cold exterior and your glassy-eyed responses because sometimes… just sometimes there was recollection of the past in you; the silver lining of the unattainable.
Every hope you had seized and ceased with ease of your words. Your words had hurt. But I’ll treat this as an experience and I’ll feel gratified; an episode lingering for far too long and waiting for closure. And this closure I have found.
“If love is a shelter, I’m going to walk in the rain.”
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sigh. =B
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