" Oh dear! (^*^) But that's the only way to live. Romantic love is like the cherry blossoms. Their fleeting beauty must be enjoyed while it lasts. But i hope it brought you a lot of joy before it ended. That's what matters most, and that he got it from you, too."
-from my advanced chem teacher, the lovely Ms. Caluban
july 1- Yes, i suppose. the process of feeling simultaneously happy and hurt, happend to me that night. the relationship i had with him, which was simple friendship for that matter, was fulfilling in a way it brought out the best and worst in me i never thought i had, or could be. i never thought i could care so much for a person, and get hurt that much. the intensity, uncertainty, expectations, anticipations were so much i could barely think of anything else.
i was happy being with him. his presence is enough. but the way he treats me is way too much. i'm off darling. i think you had enough fun with me too.
having first experienced the extent of how a personality of a person can be affected greatly by other people, i also 'discovered' myself. the word 'discovered' in that sentence is actually incorrect. i don't think i had those traits in the first place. he helped me developed those. i became more confident, aggressive, patient, & a master of pretense- pretending something didn't happen nor affected me greatly in any way. though i still think someone else could have done me a lot more of postive things that would make the two of us better persons. But you're better than nothing darling.
oh yes ma'am, i agree.
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