Some stuff in my mind (Private thoughts)
25th February 2010 - 0:01 by zizou
Sappy post. You have been warned! Not that there’ll be anyone reading this though.
I’ve always been told that I’m a hopeless romantic (or at least that’s what I call myself). I’ve even been called ‘obsessive-compulsive’ by some. Not that I mind though, as I think that I am like that most of the time. Urban Dictionary defines a hopeless romantic as “A person who is in love with love”. They also mentioned that hopeless romantics are “idealists, the sentimental dreamers, the imaginative and the fanciful”. Sounds just like me doesn’t it?
I believe you will have an idea of where I’m leading to with regards to this post. It should be obvious with the disclaimer and all. That’s right, I’m talking about love, and the one I love. Now, it would have been more appropriate if I were to write this on Valentine’s Day instead, but then again, I don’t have to wait for Valentine’s Day to write about this. Love doesn’t just happen on a specific day only, it can happen at any time. So there you go.
Love. It is one word that has so many meanings. I guess there is no one way to describe it, as the meaning of love are different to different people. Even though there are so many definitions of love, the one common thing that they share is the feelings of affection, attraction and adoration to the person they are in love with. As I mentioned earlier, love can happen anytime, and most of the time you wouldn’t notice it. By the time you realised it, you are already in love with the other person. That is why there is a saying which goes along the lines of you don’t plan love, but you fall in love. I might be giving off the impression that I’m an expert in love, but trust me, I’m not. I’m just in love with love. Hopeless romantic indeed hahahahahaha.
Being in love is such a wonderful feeling. I thank my lucky stars that I am one of those people who have experienced love. The best part is, I am still experiencing it. I still get butterflies in my stomach whenever I see my other half after not seeing her for most of the day. My heart still skips a beat the moment I see her from afar when I’m waiting for her. I will break into a huge smile the moment I get close to her, walking side by side holding her hand (although I usually hide this as to not appear as a psycho to other people). I go crazy (the good kind) whenever we kiss, and nothing else in the world matters when we’re like that. I miss her terribly when I’m not around her, and whenever we see each other again the feelings of pain for missing her terribly will be replaced with feelings of joy-gasm and everything seemed right again. I just love her so much.
It’s just hard to describe how I feel. I think there are no words that can truly describe the feelings I have. All I know is that I love her with all my heart, and it will not go or fade away. I don’t ever want to lose this feeling. All I want is just her.
Sophia, my love. If you ever come across this post (after asking me repeatedly for the password), know this. There was never any doubt in my heart about our love. I love you with all of my heart, and I will always love you with the same feelings I have now and before.
I love you.
