Entry No. 11
Feb. 15, 2014
Dear 30 Day Diary,
Love. A word with a thousand meanings. If each and everyone of us will define this, then there are at least, seven million meaning for this word. But now, I’m going to tell you one definition, and this… is my definition.
Love. A source of pain, happiness and joy. At times, when you’re with that special someone, butterflies erupt from your stomach, and time slows down. Everything changes… from how you act to your mood. How does one person make us feel all of this? Oh, right. Because love makes us stupid. It makes us do weird stuff, which we know that we’ll never do in a thousand years. It makes us blind too. Think about it.
With all these happy feelings I’ve said, there’s still one more tiny bit I’ve missed right? When there’s something good, there’s always something bad.
Sure, when you’re with that person, you get all giddy and happy. But what if they don’t like you back? Then what? Yup, you feel sad, lonely depressed… just depends on how you take it.
Some people shut others out because they’re afraid of getting hurt once again. But love breaks down these walls don’t it? Some day, there will be a person that’ll come and make you feel beautiful. It might not be now, but when it’s meant to happen, it will. All we need to do now, is not rush things and wait.
All good things come to those who wait.
Sincerely Yours,
Ezelle Lucienne
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