Saturday, February 14, 2009

Valentine's Day Thoughts.

As Valentine's Day draws to a close, I sit here thinking about it. What is love? How do you define it? Is it describable? Everyone says love is so wonderful, but everyone talks about how painful heartbreak is. Is it really worth it? Is the experience worthwhile? I'm scared of falling in love, because I have fears that my heart will be cut up in a thousand pieces and will never be pieced together again. Sadly, he already has my heart. I hope he takes care of it. I'm scared that he'll break it and disappear from my life, and I'll never be able to love. I don't know how I feel about him, but I know this is pretty strong. I hope I didn't make a mistake giving him my heart, but I trust him with it. He, out of all people, will take care of it. At least, I hope he will. Maybe, I'll fall in love with him and maybe he'll love me back. Sigh, what are the chances? I really like him, and he has my heart, but honestly, what can possibly happen? It's only been 3 months since I first liked him, but this is so much stronger than I ever imagined possible. He knows how I feel. If only I could get the words to come out of my mouth. I'll tell him one day. And hopefully, on that day, he'll tell me how he feels to. And less than a year and a half from now when he graduates and goes thousands of miles away, I'll give him a hug the day he leaves and whisper to him "I really like you. Don't forget about me." And he'll whisper back: "I really like you, too, and I won't." And he'll come back for my graduation with the Valentine's Day gift he promised me, and he'll say to me: "Congratulations. I didn't forget you, and I didn't forget your present either." I'll open up the present to find a picture frame with a picture of me and him at his graduation and a letter in which he confesses his love to me. I'll look up at him and start to cry, give him a hug, and tell him: "I still really like you." And he'll smile, hug me and hold me tight, and say: "I still like you more. Happy graduation, Angela. I'll never forget you, and don't you ever forget me." I'll laugh and say that I won't. It'll be the perfect moment, and of course, it'll never happen. Siiigh. Ah wells. =|

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