100% Perfectly Imperfect [A Short Story]

Have you met the one you will truly love?

What did you do after you met that person?

Was it like lightning when it hit you?

You were just standing there just minding your own business then it hit you.

The next thing you know you are already in heaven...

...or in hell if you're unlucky.

Maybe it was like a disease that was slowly destroying your immune system...

Or was it so ordinary that you never knew that it was already that....

Until the one you love was taken away from you by some useless person who won't love him/her the way that you'll do.

It's too late... too late...

I had a very, very very "almost" love.

Hhhhhmmmmm....

Maybe not...

*alarm clock ringing*

I got out of the bed then washed my face.

What a terrible dream that was.

I always have the same dream these past few days. Someone was asking questions but when I woke up I forgot some parts of it. All I hear was the voice. I cannot see the face of the person who was asking. It might not be a person. Ugh. It's getting creepy now that I think about it. And every damn time I wake up, my chest hurts so much. Was it more of a nightmare? But I can't remember any monsters... As if I can remember my dreams...that dream.

I told myself I will never fall in love....

AGAIN

Love is such an ugly thing. It makes people show the beast that is hiding in the innermost part of their soul. It can make a good person go bad. Loving someone will only give them a VIP treatment on inflicting pain to you.

"Hey you! You love me right? Stop putting the blame on me every time you are hurting! It's not my fault that you fell in love with me."

Shit.

Life is full of shit and shit most of the time happens.

Example number 1: LOVE

It should not exist.

It is every man's weakness.

"But aren't you just afraid?" the voice asked.

"Nope. They say that the best cure is prevention. I'm only protecting myself."

"But aren't you just afraid?"

Damn. Why do you have to ask the same question? Are you deaf? Why do I have to repeat myself?

"But aren't you just afraid?"

"I am not afraid! I am not afraid of anything!"

"I am not convinced."

"I don't care."

"Then tell me what kind of girl will be the lucky one."

"The lucky...what?"

"The lucky girl who will make you kneel in front of her."

Nonsense.

"No such girl exists."

"There is..."

"Yeah right. Girls are just tools for men for their release."

"That's harsh."