Must have been Love

Monday, February 24, 2014




 For now, love will triumph. Later, it’s life.
For now, love will triumph. Later, it’s life. For now, love will triumph. Later, it’s life. I have been repeating these lines in my head over and over but only a single thought came in; couples making love will of course create life afterwards. That was no joke, and that was no wrong either, but I guess I was just being so literal. On the verge of that idea, I realized, there was something even bigger, something more plausible and something more significant to be pondered.
Love is something beyond emotion; its power makes million impossible things possible. The fact that no one can definitely provide its definition, it remains uncontrollable yet controlling, for it leads someone does things further than he used to. It happened to be the most dominant feeling, ruling over one’s mind and even leads it to insanity. But, do I have the right to discuss such things about love where in fact I am one of the no-boyfriend-since-birth-non-romantic-girls? Well, though it seems I don’t, I already have. I can be blind no more to the things I thought was just a thought. Right before me, I see more than the number of my fingers of relatives and friends who belong to the million figures who bears child at a young age. Figures that actually points to what they call love. Then would I just remain a witness of their suffering? a spectator of their regret? an audience of their agony? Though I can do nothing for the things in the past, I won’t let a sequel in the future; I couldn’t afford to include the number of my toes in the count anymore.
 Like most other girls, they also have dreams and goals in life; dreams that vanished because of a single mistake; the mistake they had after falling in love without the consideration of tomorrow. We have the pleasure of freedom but we are not supposed to exceed our limitations. Lovers not yet sanctified ought to linger to what’s right. Time is gold, but patience is a virtue. One can’t stop what one feels but with virtue, one can put a halt to what love further entails. It’s always taking one step at a time because if you don’t, you’ll surely stumble and fall. A scar is embedded then on your flesh reminding you what if you haven’t took haste? What if I have listened to the pieces of advice made by everybody? What if you don’t have to ask yourself the most dangerous question, what if?
Waiting for the right time means a big deal but I ensure you, it’s worth the wait. In no doubt, dreams are just of reach. The life you’ve been aiming for throughout the years is just one knock ahead. Let not this door get passed through you and without a second thought you are a victor of living the life you love and loving the life you live.

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