My Kinda Love Part 1

What is love? The multi million dollar question. Some say it's a feeling; others a choice. If I was on the hot seat of the Who Wants To Be A Millionaire Show and I was asked this question, I would walk away.
 Love, we've all had our fair share of love experiences not to mention the breakups, heartbreaks, tears, anger, jealousy etc etc
 For as long as I can remember I have always had a thing for the ladies. As a baby, mother says I use to suckle on her breasts when my twin sister was eating solid food.
Now personal, I don't know how I do it, I'm not saying that I'm some Casanova or something but I got the juice. Hahaha
 Don't get the wrong idea, you are about to bare witness to the pain, the kisses, betrayal. Don't judge me. I know you went through the same.
  So I gotta take y'all back , waay back, before I got my first. Now you're probably thinking that this guy is about to bore us with his love story and you're probably right buh I'd like to skip to the part that actually matters, when my fragile innocent heart knew pain.
25 August 2010, I got enrolled in my former New school. The weather was hot and sunny. As I climbed the staircase, I kept thinking to myself that I should be at home sleeping. I entered the classroom room and there she was, sooo beautiful. Suddenly I didn't wanna go home anymore... Soo weird... To be candid, I can't remember how we got close. We just did. Like it was meant to be; like magic.
You ever get that feeling that although everything is fine it won't last. You don't know when but you just know that's gonna happen, well I didn't. I was up in cloud 9. Literally drunk in love. Let me cut things short here. So she basically, this girl fucked me over. How did she do that you asked, it's quite simple. We were in our finally year of high school and she left. No warning,  just vanished.
What do you do when the person who understands you must leaves, the answer is nothing.  You don't do anything. You just explode.
I admit I wasn't myself after that, I tried and tried but I couldn't keep it together ; on the inside at-least.Then the unexpected happen. I got a letter from her wishing me all the best in my exam. For a brief moment, I felt wanted again, I thought maybe she hasn't forgotten about me. Then my friends told me to forget about her. In some weeks love just turned into this strange feeling. I knew it wasn't hatred because I still felt something for her. Every time I see I'd just melt away. I couldn't stay mad.
Anyway that didn't change anything, I trusted her and she left. I was disappointed in myself because, I always thought she was thee one.
, you know?
I guess I thought we'd develop that genuine love. That kinda love that would make you die for a person. The kinda love that would make you leave a job interview and go help a complete stranger... Oh welll...
So what is the moral to this story you ask?? I have no idea... But want I can say is don't let your pride get in your way, you want something, go get it.
 But don't compromise yourself either..............

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