When He Fell For Me.

Sometimes, through some points in life, we'll experience what it feels like to be loved, in many ways possible. For some people, this meant heaven on earth, whilst for some other - not so much.

Why?

Because life is not that easy, no one ever said life is this one horizontal nor vertical line that goes on and on without a slight curve bending out of it from time to time. For some, to be loved was simply a warm-embracing moment that they wouldn't let go for anything in exchange. But for the likes of me, to be loved was screaming a bloody complication.

Love is such a strong, distant, and strange word that I had to take a longer time to let it sink into this brain of mine.

Is that hard? Oh let me tell you, that is the hardest thing ever happened in my twenty years of life. It's like having a door without it's key. It's even harder when you have to fight the feeling off because you knew it was just temporary. Especially if the person who loved you was someone who has had better experienced in this part of life.

Are they real?

Or...

Are we going to turn around and ignore that right feelings when it arrives?