Little Girl writes down one night…
I didn’t know love. Wow, maybe it’s true. Maybe, I really didn’t. I mean, if it was, it should have lasted, right? So, if it wasn’t love, what was it? Hmm… Ahh! Maximum infatuation! It was just too much that it was mistaken for love. It caused euphoria and the sudden urge to text sugar-coated messages everyday. Wow… I wonder what’s going to happen when I experiance true love. Yeah, euphoria and the messages will still be present, but the emotion would definitely last. ;p Haha!… But, damn, he got me that time!
Mature dreams. Such wonderful dreams. It consisted of a strong relationship that went on until marriage and a 2-storey house with a terrace by the beach. That’s how many years away? More than 10. ü To dream that your love will help you against all odds. Dreams of a mature man or a little boy?
Well, a girl said this concerning her boyfriend: “I do want to stay with him for the long run, maybe even marriage. I hope that will happen, but I’m not naive. I’m realistic enough to understand that things may not work out that way.”
I find that mature.ü But, hey, what’s mature for one might not be mature for the other. Same goes with love. Love to you might just be a mere misinterpretation of emotions. We aren’t looking at the world in same-colored glasses. You are entitled to your own opinion and definitions of love and maturity. And I’m entitled to my own. 🙂
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