Love. . .
They say love is what we feel when we are
totally captivated by a person
They say love makes us stupid
They say love makes us feel something
surreal.
Now I wonder,
“What is love for
me?”
Well, let me tell you my definition of love
through this story.
There
was a boy and a girl. The boy was totally captivated by the beautiful girl. It
was indeed love at first sight. The boy did everything to capture the girl’s
heart. He wrote her love letters, brought her presents, and last but not the
least, the one in every girls’ dream, he serenaded her. He serenaded her every
night. He sang to her sweetly while playing his guitar. He brought her
chocolates after he got his payment from work. He wrote her letters that are full
of sincerity and sweetness from deep within his heart. He was a very sweet boy.
Even though the boy was like that the girl never gave any hints of feeling the
same way. She just ignored him every time. The boy felt like giving up but he
never did. Still, he wrote her letters, brought her presents and serenaded her.
He courted her for two whole years. He never gave up and continued everything
and the girl finally gave him her yes.
The
boy didn’t know that every time he serenaded the girl, she was feeling all
giddy inside. He didn’t know that every time he brought her presents she would
hide it in her drawer to keep it forever. He didn’t know how happy she is every
time he wrote her letters that are filled with his love. She never showed her
emotions before. She wanted to see how true he would be. She wanted to see if
he really was willing to wait. She was definitely impressed and moved when he
told her that it is alright if she doesn’t love him back; what’s important is
that he is able to show her he loves her.
After
giving him her “yes” they dated for three years. They got married after that
and lived happily. But them the boy was taken away too early. But still the
girl stood beside his hospital bed until his very last breath.
That is what love is like for me. What the
boy showed from the very beginning is pure love. The girl showed pure love too.
Love is being able to show your true
feelings to that person without asking for anything in return. It is being able
to be with that person day by day without getting tired of what they can give
you. Love is being able to let go. Love is being happy of his or her happiness.
I might have thought that I have been in
love, but in reality I never was. I am not yet in love with someone. Maybe it
is close to that but it is not yet love. Yes I have felt butterflies in my
stomach and the feel of being stabbed in the heart but I don’t think that it is
purely from love.
I am still waiting for that guy who would
sweep me off my feet. I am still waiting for that guy who would serenade me and
write me love letters. I am waiting for that guy who would love me for me and accept
for who I am.
