Third time's the charm...

Looks like everytime when I'm in love I have to write something about it. How I was so passionately deeply crazy about him. And here I am, once again, in love...

Each time, love taught me something new and something different. My first love, it taught me about responsibility, to my partner and family. I learnt to be a housewife by chance; I cooked, I cleaned and everything I never imagined myself could possibly do. But I had to thank him or else I would never know how much I love cooking! And it also taught me that even if your heart was broken but you still alive and you moved on. Heart broken wasn't the end of the world or the end of your life. First love and first heart broken, left me a pretty good damage...From there I grew up, one step.

Second love, it taught me to love for who their truly are and to respect yourself. I known how he was, always late because of work, etc. I accepted it and almost thrown away my watch because it would drive me crazy if I had to look at my clock every time we had an appointment as I am a punctual freak and I hate to wait but I waited, for him. I loved his sense of humor even sometime I didn't really get it. I never wanted to change anything about him which there's so many little thing that I looked away and thought "I love him no matter what." and yes I love him no matter what...but now it's my turn to love and respect myself by walking away... Second love, second heart broken... What an accidentally coincidence!

But each time I grew up and learnt a lot about love. Each time I thought I was wiser...wasn't I?

My previous love, it came unexpected but it taught me a great deal. Something I've never understood until now which is "Love without condition." My love for him is pure and indescribable. All I ever want is to hear his voice, to see his smile, to know that he's happy...just to think of him..."I love you but I don't own you.", as he always say. True indeed, my love...we don't own each other. But at this moment you already have my heart and my love. Now I love you dearly and that's all I want, just to love you. Third love, maybe a charm...? We never know...

But no matter how many time I had my heart broken. No matter how many time it hurts. I won't stop falling as I love the way it feels, to fall deeply in love and to be loved.

"Third time's the charm" someone said...I wish...

To love & to be loved,

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