So today, I was once again warned by my friends that true love doesn't exist. At all. By one friend, I was told that maybe it does exist, but it's short-lived. By another, she decided well into the year that she was going to be single for the rest of her life. Sure, all these cases are justifiable through their own personal experiences. But young women in their early twenties deciding already that love doesn't exist and is some kind of illusion, isn't it too early to jump to conclusions? Mind you, I've tried to change their minds every time the topic arises, but these love-pessimists don't believe in such a thing...
It makes a person like me, who dreams of love but knows that it's a foreign concept, worry that I have too many expectations of love, that it won't be like a Disney movie. I'm extra cautious now, in even more fear than before that I, too, will be burned and will be afraid to put love to the test again....
Maybe good fortune will find us all and we will find the one that was made for us...
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