One thing I must be settled before going further on the subject is that my writing is always a retrospective account of my life, So this is personal and most likely isn't significant material to be generalised.
Okay, having that said, I will proceed.
If I don't fail to remember, my first love was not so long ago. I'm still twenty so how long could have it been?
Honestly, with the knowledge I own today, I am not particularly sure whether my current love isn't my first love as the first time I had feelings for a guy may not be accountable as love.
The first time I've had feelings for someone was back in middle school.
Everyone had a crush on somebody during middle school. For me it was difficult because I was seeing all my girl friends getting prettier and having cute boys chasing them while I was... well while I was the still ugly duck me.
And I saw this boy, I mean this man. Wow, he was, I mean he is one of the most handsome guys I have ever seen. No one would have seen that in him, but I did. Because I got to meet him and talk to him and especially dream of him. So, I had no choice but falling in love.
There was no happy ending for us, bloggers. Anyone could have predicted but my mind. My desire of reality matching dreams for once. But that would never happen, particularly because there was never an US.
So, I have found everything ever said or written about love to be nothing but the true. The ugly painful truth.
Particularly the unrequited love part, there is nothing harder than falling in love alone and seeing the person you love up in the hills, never looking down.
I am 20 and I am no longer a kid. By the twenties people have had experience at least a bit of everything regarding love, but all I have manged to see what was the pain it brings.
Love always,
Tommy
"Façam o Favor de Ser Felizes" - Raul Solnado
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