*Disclaimer: This work is partly fiction.*
When I was 5,
I didn’t think about love.
All I knew was that I looked forward
To seeing you every day at school
And playing together during recess.
When I was 13,
I was peer pressured into love.
I was lost in tales of ‘unconditionally’;
Everyone seemed to have their ‘One’ but not I.
You looked into my eyes, into my despair.
I fell for you; you did not.
When I was 14,
I told everyone about you.
Yes, I was crazy about you.
I got teased; I got ignored.
I felt ugly, unloved.
Never, I will never tell again.
Continue reading “To The One(s) Who Didn’t Love Me Back”
Here’s this week’s Picture it & Write! I’m sorry I’m late!
Maybe I was too late.
Maybe I had noticed it too late.
The most dangerous thing about love was that it could deprive you of all your senses, all except the one deep inside of you: that of your heart. When trapped within its unyielding grasp, it would hug you so hard that you would feel the loud drumming of that central organ of yours; it would suffocate you and hypnotize you…
Continue reading “The Most Dangerous Thing About Love”
With all that St Valentine’s Day stuff going around for a while since now more than a week, I’ve been reflecting a lot on Love. I believe that my faithful readers know that perfectly, since most of my previous posts revolve around it, whether in a romantic or gloomy way.
But recently, I’ve felt Her coming back.
And by Her, I mean, An Evil Nymph.
Continue reading “When Evil Learns To Love…”
Hey! I’m finally back to Picture it & Write 🙂 But I won’t be continuing The Unpredicted series though…
Anyway, enjoy my contribution!
It was over.
She fell back onto the soft black velvet couch and let her phone slide down from her palm and fall onto the red carpet. It was over, even before it ever started. She did not cry though. She was out of tears. She was not surprised either. She had known this would happen.
But she felt terribly empty… and lonely.
Continue reading “Heartbroken”
As I’m still 16, I don’t have much experience in it, but when I think that I’m in love, when Cupid pierces my heart with one of his arrows, I feel:
1. Nervous when I’m close to the person.
2. I feel like I’m blushing a lot.
3. I quick glance at him and when our eyes meet I get so excited.
4. I become very shy.
5. I just don’t know what to do.
6. I fear deceit and rejection.
7. I just really want to communicate but I feel paralysed.
Is this love you think? Because in fact after some time, even if I begin to make friends a little bit, I become tired of loving and therefore in the end it’s just a good friend. That’s why I don’t want to embrace in a relationship because I fear that I might reject the person… or worse, that he might ignore me (and that because it already happened to me!)
But as I’m still in puberty – I guess – I think that what I feel is infatuation. 🙂 Therefore I’m not very into that subject although I’m 16… I prefer to wait til the boys become more mature… like when they hit 18… and me too!
Though I’d just like to know what are your opinions on love? I’d love to know what are your thoughts on it, if you’ve ever met true love… how was it? Or if you think that an adolescent shouldn’t worry too much about that…?
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