Lately I’ve been thinking if love is real. Maybe it is. Maybe it isn’t. It seems like everywhere i turn love is bound to fail. Was it meant to stand the test of time? is love eternal? I need to know. I need to be assured; assured that my pursuit of love, and ultimately, happiness, isn’t going to end in vain. I don’t want to live/love knowing that I’m just barely holding on, loving and being loved enough to just last until tomorrow. It’s a tall order to fill and It’ll probably take me too long to find that 100% perfect girl for me. Do i settle for less? Is my 100 really out there? What if I fall short of loving her? what if love isn’t enough anymore.
Why have we been bred with the notion that we’ll only be truly happy in someone’s arms? This isn’t how it’s supposed to be. But it makes so much sense..To have someone complete you, to have someone accept who you are, your quirks, flaws, imperfections, to have someone to come home to.. your refuge.. your sanctuary from everything that’s out of control; isn’t that something to look forward to? isn’t that something to be happy about? Haaaay .. isang malaking haay :))))
HERE IS MY LIFE