Love
When I was a kid,
I imagined love entering the room with a messy hair and wide smile on his face flashing his perfect teeth.Love is undeniably gorgeous wearing his white shirt and black leather jacket.
Love was walking in the hallways of the school acquainted with his basketball teammates talking about the championships.
Love was called "the perfect boy-next door". Girls in the campus would freak out if love is taken.
I imagined love, having straight A's in every subject.Love can balance extra-curricular activities and academics.
Love is a gentleman and has respect to girls.Love can identify true beauty and appreciates the outside appearance but embraces the inner beauty of a person.
I met love in middle school.Love doesn't know me.I mean, love doesn't need to know it that I am one of his secret admirers.That is what I imagined about love when I was a kid.
But when love came...
I met love in highschool.Love entered the room with a tousled hair and straight face.Love was wearing a hoodie and went straight at the back seat.
Love is shy.Love barely speak.Love was good at all sports except tennis.Love is just fascinating.
Love is a head turner but is never approached by many because of his cold stares and short replies.
Love was a nobody to them because of his character but love is my friend now.
Love doesn't get straight A's but he is a smart student.Love is just lazy in reviewing.
Love has a bad attitude but as his friend,I have to be more patient.
I thought love was that,
But he is more than that.Love has a soft heart and kind soul that's why I fell in love with love.
"But he doesn't need to know it",I said to myself..
Our label was just like that,"friends".
Until one day,
He met another girl and fell in love with her and that's why I have realized that love is freedom because now, they are standing infront of the altar and exchanging vows to each other.
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Journey of Unknown Adventures
Random"Some things are better left unsaid". But with this story I can truly say what my heart feels.And the whispers of my voice can now be heard by humongous screams. Unspoken words can now be shared and my pounding heart can be serene.
