~LoVe~

“The best and most beautiful things in this world cannot be seen or even heard, but must be felt with the heart.” Helen Keller.

Going through my diaries in my past before I started blogging, there I came across this quote with colorful design surrounding it. Ah~~it brings back memories in the past. Love had been with all of us since the day we were born. In fact love can be categories into many sections in our life. Yet the basic love that everyone feels is the love between a boy and a girl.

Here I sat, continuing to read the diary in my hands, accompanied by a smoothing sound of relaxing songs. Memories of the past flashes back like picture frame. And between the pages, lay a letter. Curious I thought who did I wrote it to? The first letter I open was to dad. Tear drops was splatter around the paper. What was I crying for? As I continue to read again a heartache memory surface. Thinking back I was never a bright child, my result was never brilliant that could make my dad proud. Every time I score awful marks, I never dared to go home. Scared that mom would scold and hit. Crying as I wrote this letter, afraid to walk out from the room. But it seem that it never change even now. My dad had never once scolded me for bad results, all he say is I done my best. I wonder was dad love this much that even at time like this he still can be calm and nice to me, while mom way in showing love is being furious and always wanting to hit me. Nothing matters to me at that time, I just know I was never wrong yet their faces and eyes show sadness and shame.

Who cares, that was in the past. Continuing to read as I went through the love I had. There I came across a name where it brings me back to the past. A person I love but couldn’t have is all because I had a friend who love him too. How stupid was I giving up on that love just because a friend, yet only at that moment she took me as a good friend of hers, after that the more I hang out with her it seem more like I was her body guard than a friend. It brings back memories and pain, I think.

What is the main meaning of true love between and a guy and a girl? Thinking that single life is so much fun, it feels like I am missing something from time to time. Many people thought I have a boy friend loving me, but in truth I don’t. Wondering why was everyone saying that, someone told me that I look fulfilled as if I am not missing any love in life. So how will I look like when I am really in love?