Three Words, Eight Letters, XOXO

I really don’t have a reason to celebrate the day that comes after Friday the 13th. But after feeling the romance of courting danger and trysting at witching hour, I finally realized that Feb the 14th is not a patron saint of love, but a holy day of obligation.

LOVE. Do you get it EXCLUSIVELY or earn it by SPEED? Do you wait for the right TIME to say it while DATING? Or RUSH because there’s no TIME to lose? Do you see it when it comes? Or are you BLINDed by it. Either way, LOVE can only exist to the one who feels it.

"Say it. Three words, eight letters and I'm yours" - Blair Waldorf

Do YOU feel it?

My love life has been in recession for so many years and I forgot to distinguish if I’m in love with LOVE or just in love with the IDEA of it. It’s like asking for a FERRARI CHOCOLATE (yes, FERRARI not FERRERO) on Valentine’s Day. Laugh, I got that joke (?) from my former boss. Oh well, I don’t know if I’m craving for FERRARI or chocolate MOUSE.

Did you get it?

What I mean to say is, after a long time of wishing and waiting, I don’t know if I can finally feel love and own IT. It’s hard to FALL again when you only loved one person in your life…YOUR SELF. I guess I forgot to love myself while loving somebody else.

Sometimes you just give up on dreams that can never come true.

Love is PATIENT AND KIND but my patience has its expiration date. I’m tired of silently watching him adore the uneven skin tone of his third world princess. I’m tired of patiently waiting for the day when his cyber status change from In a Relationship to Single. And I’m tired of the thought of him bending his knees, asking her a life changing question, and PUTTING A RING ON IT.

Let’s hear it for America’s Suitehearts. I must confess, I’m in love with my own sins.

- Folie a Deux

I don’t know if I’ll ever be kind to the thought of love again. They say that you can only let go if you’ll confront the reason that imprisons you. I can let the feelings go, I will stop feeling sorry, but I just can’t face the boy who wrote my STORY. He got everything he wanted, I hope he’s really happy.