While I was randomly pondering over my own love story, I’ve come to realize that I’ve never experienced truly falling in love with anyone. Sure, there were some guys that made me feel all giddy and miserable at the same time but I think what I felt for them was just a simple attraction, a “crush.” Maybe I just fooled myself into thinking that I was oh so hopelessly in love with them. And now, after realizing this bitter fact that I’ve never fallen in love, I can’t help wondering what the future holds for me in regards with my love life. Questions then formed into mind. Questions like Will I ever fall in love? If yes, where will I meet that special person? How will we meet? Would we be friends or would he be a stranger that appeared suddenly into my life? What will he look like? How will his smile look like? Will his eyes shine when he looks at me? Why will I fall in love with him? Who is he? As I fantasize some dreamy answers to my questions, I feel excited in what may be but at the same time I also feel quite pathetic. I feel pathetic because instead of falling in love already, I’m just pondering over it, waiting, not falling yet. Oh hell. I just want to fall! But this time, I want it to be real and to the person I really am meant to be. :)
Oh geez. I’m such a cheesy hopeless romantic. XD