I lost my interest to blog when I got into my recent relationship. Maybe because I was too busy being in love.
Love. There is no greater feeling than being in love. And being loved is the second best. Like everything is easy. Everything becomes so light. All the troubles seems to go away as fast as it appears.
I remember I even wrote an article and a poem about love in our student paper in High School. How I wish I could have saved a copy of that paper.
When it comes to this four letter word, I am all out. I give 100 percent of me to whoever I love. And I even don't expect anything in return.
It is my downfall, it is my curse. But ain't it the true kind of love? When your partner's happiness is more important than yours. When you still say "I'm happy for you." even though it's really hurting you inside.
