Love is such a scary thing. When you're in love, you tend to do silly things. But no matter how silly they are, you just don't care. For the sake of you loved one, you would do just about anything just to make that particular person happy with you. You want to make the person impress with you and be proud of having you at his side. I guess, that is my principle when I'm in love. Stupid and scary isn't it?
Guess what? The person I am in love with is YOU.
Things are scary because they are risky. I never thought that I will be in love again. I have been declining you a lot. For me, LOVE IS SCARY. So, I don't want to venture the territory I have left almost a year ago. Life is hard. Love is scary. I led a hard life. Do I want to have a scary life as well? Of course not. I don't want to have these two things in my life at the same time. But you kept on reassuring me that things will be okay. I hope you know what you're saying, my love. I really hope you do.
Regardless what I said, loving you is the best feeling so far. Despite my uncertainty. thinking of you has made me very happy. I'm smiling at last! Can you believe it? And I'm smiling because of you. Thanks, darling. Thanks for coming into my life.
Chocolate said to lollipop
You're damn sweet
Not as sweet as the person reading this
Your smile makes me flat
Your talk makes me glad
Your company makes me mad
But your absence makes me sad
I love you,
This was the romantic Sha who wrote a note which was not delivered three years ago. I found my notebook in a Secret Recipe's cake box when I was cleaning up my room. Yes, we're moving house very soon. I might stop blogging for a while or schedule my postings. Either way, there won't be any blog visiting. That is still under consideration.
(please tell me, which one do you prefer?)
Apparently, that particular Secret Recipe cake box was my love box. I sealed it the moment I broke up with Sepet - thinking that I would forget where things are. But, I found it after three years and I have mixed feelings right now.
My boyfriend in college, Mr. Ganu, got married last year - so all his gifts and pictures are now in the garbage bag. It is due to be be thrown out next week because I'm still sorting things. Furthermore, looking at his pictures makes me feel silly. I got no taste. Hahahahaa...
Sepet is not married. And I'm still hesitating on throwing things which are related to him.
This posting is my 200th posting this year. Pocket, I managed to catch up at last:)
Last night, while I was thinking about what will I say about my 200th posting, someone said this,
"Give me the link. I want to read what you wrote about us."
Aaahhh...after three years of ignoring my blog and paid no attention to it.
Am I ready? Are you reading?
"In Greek mythology, Pandora's box is the large jar(πιθος pithos) carried by Pandora (Πανδώρα) that unleashed many terrible things on mankind – ills, toils and sickness – and hope.."
-wikipedia on Pandora's box
I just opened my Love Box.
Is it a Pandora Box?
Somehow this Love Box is a reminder of old days. How I used to be. You can't run away from past. But you can't live in it forever.
Off you go Love Box.
I'll get a new one:)