NEED LOVE
Tossing back and forth on my bed, few hours had passed since my normal bedtime, I just couldn't fall asleep. My mind kept racing. I needed a change, that's what I told myself because time is running out. I cannot tolerate my mind functioning in an automatic way, just letting every single emotion and subconscious to take over me. So I needed a change, or another way to put it, I needed myself to get ready for a change.
I fell in love with a boy lately. I hadn't realised it until the reality hits me when I couldn't help thinking about him every single second. I hope to fell in love with someone, be in a relationship with someone, it would be best if it was the boy. But part of me were scared, it was like the immune system attacking the virus, as if every boys I fell in love with would become the virus in no time. Then my poor mind would search for a thousand reasons about why it wouldn't be the right choice, why he wouldn't be the right match for me. Fight began, in my small compartment of brain universe.
I figured, anxiousness and anxiety would never escape each one of us no matter how old we were. My father still have his own worries, the seniors in my university still faced their own dilemma. Probably not Jessica. Or I just haven't seen that part of her yet. Maybe she was like me. Like to pretend that everything was okay.
Everybody needs love. From the moment we were born into this world, we reacted to every single piece of evidence of love. Love made us feel calm and safe. Love made us feel happy. Love made us act like a child. Love made us feel like wanting to make a joke. Love is just by watching that one person is enough to generate a smile on the face. Love is forgiving the loved ones and embrace their imperfections. Love is enjoying the companies of the loved ones. Love is facing problems together, hand in hand. Everybody needs love, yet all the small things about love were hard to be noticed and we tend to forget how important love is.
In some ways, in some people's eyes, love is not the happy-ever-after that was described in children's story books. To them, with or without love, life needed to move on. Love is not a necessity. Love is a waste of time.
If this was the case, what do we feed our soul with? We feed our body with food, but what do we feed our soul with?
I fell in love with a boy lately. I hadn't realised it until the reality hits me when I couldn't help thinking about him every single second. I hope to fell in love with someone, be in a relationship with someone, it would be best if it was the boy. But part of me were scared, it was like the immune system attacking the virus, as if every boys I fell in love with would become the virus in no time. Then my poor mind would search for a thousand reasons about why it wouldn't be the right choice, why he wouldn't be the right match for me. Fight began, in my small compartment of brain universe.
I figured, anxiousness and anxiety would never escape each one of us no matter how old we were. My father still have his own worries, the seniors in my university still faced their own dilemma. Probably not Jessica. Or I just haven't seen that part of her yet. Maybe she was like me. Like to pretend that everything was okay.
Everybody needs love. From the moment we were born into this world, we reacted to every single piece of evidence of love. Love made us feel calm and safe. Love made us feel happy. Love made us act like a child. Love made us feel like wanting to make a joke. Love is just by watching that one person is enough to generate a smile on the face. Love is forgiving the loved ones and embrace their imperfections. Love is enjoying the companies of the loved ones. Love is facing problems together, hand in hand. Everybody needs love, yet all the small things about love were hard to be noticed and we tend to forget how important love is.
In some ways, in some people's eyes, love is not the happy-ever-after that was described in children's story books. To them, with or without love, life needed to move on. Love is not a necessity. Love is a waste of time.
If this was the case, what do we feed our soul with? We feed our body with food, but what do we feed our soul with?