I like falling in love. I like dating. I like the courtship period.
Because this is when I get treated like the Queen. This is when someone gives in to me all the time. This is when someone says yes to my every request. This is when I get pampered. This is when I get spoiled. This is when I feel loved.
I am a true blue Libran. I am needy when I date exclusively. I need to feel loved. I need all the attention on me. Librans are happiest when they are in a relationship and I don't deny it. I love to be part of a group or partnership. The ground I walk on need not be worshiped but the insecure me needs lots of assurance.
And so, my bestties warned me that if someone cannot give in to my tantrums now that we are only in the courtship stage, it will be worse moving forward.
I think it makes sense too.
I guess some people are just from two different ends of the world.
We are just passer-bys in each other's lives and that is it.
One day, I will find someone who speaks my love language. That someone who will give me what I want and what I need.
Till then, bye to you from the other world. You were perfect for a few days. And I was blessed those few days. But reality has sank in. You can't do more. And neither will I settle for less.
Monday, August 18, 2014
Tuesday, August 12, 2014
Crazy and Dangerous? Nah.
I am too wild and crazy? Nah.
I just don't want to live a safe and predictable life anymore.
I decided that if I am going to live my life for another ten years, I want to be able to talk about how exciting and interesting my life is when I am taking my last few breaths. I am now living on the edge, living a life dangerous and what some may call exciting.
See, some people decide to throw all caution to the wind not because they have gone mad. But because they are sick of giving their all but yet get nothing back except for heartbreak after heartbreak. Me too. Am tired and I admit, I am afraid of giving out a part of myself that could either be reciprocated or destroyed.
24 hours is all one needs.
To go from being adored, to being convinced this is it, to become one of two, to go from being scared to trying, to go from happy to exhilarated, to go from excited to realizing everything was not real.
This is the crazy thing call Life. Which makes my choice of Life looks normal now, no?
I just don't want to live a safe and predictable life anymore.
I decided that if I am going to live my life for another ten years, I want to be able to talk about how exciting and interesting my life is when I am taking my last few breaths. I am now living on the edge, living a life dangerous and what some may call exciting.
See, some people decide to throw all caution to the wind not because they have gone mad. But because they are sick of giving their all but yet get nothing back except for heartbreak after heartbreak. Me too. Am tired and I admit, I am afraid of giving out a part of myself that could either be reciprocated or destroyed.
24 hours is all one needs.
To go from being adored, to being convinced this is it, to become one of two, to go from being scared to trying, to go from happy to exhilarated, to go from excited to realizing everything was not real.
This is the crazy thing call Life. Which makes my choice of Life looks normal now, no?
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