my old essay..haha..
Many people have changed me, be it to be a better person or to be a worse one. Some of them are great people; may not be famous, but certainly can create such a huge impact to anyone who knows them. Some others are well-known people, who are greatly admired by people all around the world. The one person who changed me the most, ironically, is nothing compared to them at all. He was neither a hero for anyone, nor was he a famous star.
I was fifteen. Young, free, and quite naïve, or rather, stupid, I should say. I believed in love. I believed that there is such thing as ‘live happily ever after’. I believed that there would be a man who will take me as his whole world: the one which could not rotate without me by his side.
Cut it short, I believed that my prince would come.
My dream came true on the second of February 2002. He was introduced to me by a friend. I liked the way he stared at me so softly, even on the very first night we met. I liked the way he laughed so loud until his face turned red. I liked the way he put his one hand on my face when we were watching movies so as to cover my eyes when there were something scary showing up. The one thing that made me fall for him, however, was that I was a princess when I was around him. It was as if everything was mine and that I could do whatever it was I wanted to do.
‘ Love at first sight’, he would say to me when I asked him why he had chosen me, instead of other girls. I would reply to him, ‘such thing does not exist.’ Though I said that, my heart kept telling me to believe the otherwise.
Days turned to weeks, and weeks turned to months. On our third month being together, he did not bother to call me. He did not even bother to reply my messages. It was not the feeling of sudden loneliness that was killing me. Rather, it was the feeling of being an ugly duckling. I believed it was my fault that he was no longer attracted to me. It was the heart pain and disappointment, knowing that my belief all along was a complete failure.
Now that I am a grown up, I have finally come up to a realization that love really does not exist, not to mention love at first sight. What exists is lust at first sight. Another thing that he has taught me is that, ‘live happily ever after’ exists only in fairy land, not in this cruel world.
I have learnt this the hard way, but at least I have passed one phase of my life, and I have survived.
ps. haha..not bad yeah?!
I was fifteen. Young, free, and quite naïve, or rather, stupid, I should say. I believed in love. I believed that there is such thing as ‘live happily ever after’. I believed that there would be a man who will take me as his whole world: the one which could not rotate without me by his side.
Cut it short, I believed that my prince would come.
My dream came true on the second of February 2002. He was introduced to me by a friend. I liked the way he stared at me so softly, even on the very first night we met. I liked the way he laughed so loud until his face turned red. I liked the way he put his one hand on my face when we were watching movies so as to cover my eyes when there were something scary showing up. The one thing that made me fall for him, however, was that I was a princess when I was around him. It was as if everything was mine and that I could do whatever it was I wanted to do.
‘ Love at first sight’, he would say to me when I asked him why he had chosen me, instead of other girls. I would reply to him, ‘such thing does not exist.’ Though I said that, my heart kept telling me to believe the otherwise.
Days turned to weeks, and weeks turned to months. On our third month being together, he did not bother to call me. He did not even bother to reply my messages. It was not the feeling of sudden loneliness that was killing me. Rather, it was the feeling of being an ugly duckling. I believed it was my fault that he was no longer attracted to me. It was the heart pain and disappointment, knowing that my belief all along was a complete failure.
Now that I am a grown up, I have finally come up to a realization that love really does not exist, not to mention love at first sight. What exists is lust at first sight. Another thing that he has taught me is that, ‘live happily ever after’ exists only in fairy land, not in this cruel world.
I have learnt this the hard way, but at least I have passed one phase of my life, and I have survived.
ps. haha..not bad yeah?!
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