What is Love, to you? To me, Love is about making the life of the person you love, better. Encouraging, understanding, loving and kind. The willingness to give in the attention, and the encouragement that moves both together through the challenges of life. Don't be in a relationship if you can't. Why be in a relationship when it is only to demand? To please and satisfy? Why be in a relationship when you are only demanding what is not of the other person? Why won't anybody realise they themselves aren't perfect? Why does those that claim to love us demands us to change and became what they want us to be? Why aren't they grateful that there is someone in this world who loved them regardless of their perfection? Is it only about sex? Is it only about getting married? Is it only about getting and demanding the material things in life? Is it a duty that the person who loves you to satisfy your pride? The pride that feeds from the greed of men.
Because it hurts to feel the truth when you look them in the eyes. And deep down all you can feel, is that person being with you just because of who you can be for them. Have you ever look deep down into that person's eyes and tears kept flowing down, where you miss them, the time when that very same person back then , back then when they said they love you? And deep down, you know, this person has changed.
And I am no where close to perfect, as 7 years ago, there is someone like this in my life. A girl who loved me for who I was. She was rich, beautiful, strong willed and smart. She did her best to put her everything for me. I failed her, I felt inferior. I have hurt her feelings. I have disappointed her. There is always a big regret in my heart. Till this day, I promised I would never want to break the heart of those who love me. Even if its just their feelings. Even if I could not be with them, I would not hurt the feelings they have for me. I could not mend my mistakes, but I hope that I no longer hurt those who have such feelings.
Judge me if you must, for today I am weak, I am nobody, and I have nothing. I am full of mistakes and I am barren with hurts and heartaches. I am grateful for all these. But I will always tell myself, I have a tomorrow to live on and myself to be better. Someday, I will be somebody. For I know, God is revealing to me who are the ones true to me. Yes all these becomes a wound and scar in my heart, and by all these wounds and scar. I would make sure that I don't become those who have hurt me. For I know someday, someone will understand me. And I know, she will treasure me as how I will treasure her.
For the true pain from all these, only those who suffer it knows how much and how deep it hurts. No amount of words could be described for anybody to understand.
Love does not fail us, it is those who claim to love and had promised to love that fails love.
