I am always interested in this topic. Unrequited love can also be said as un-returned or in harsh word, unwanted love. I believe that most of us used to harbor the feeling for that someone that you knew you couldn't have.
My mum said that she rather had the person that love you rather than you loving someone who did not love you. However, I believe that if the situation is reversed, then, I will be in the same shoes as the person that love me. I mean, look at this in this way. Person A loves me while I love Person B. If I accepted Person A, wouldn't that give me the chance that I might have if Person B's mum ask him to do the same; accept those who love you rather than you love someone who doesn't love you back? You get me?
Lots of us do have this experience. It might not even be in reality, it could be just in your dreams or fantasy. You could have unrequited love as absurd as loving Lee Junki and expected something back in return.
I know, I know....that is me and my situation. (wink) ekekekeke
However, my point is that all people have experieced this situation. For those who have succeeded in their quest, I congratulate you. For those who didn't make it, I know you feeling. I have been there, done that.
I mean, I have been in this situation once. When I rememberred it back, it was pathetic and really stupid. But at that time, I was like,
'Who cares!? I love him and that is it!'
and
But now...
Remembering it gives me pure embarassment. I don't know, maybe I have the face as thick as the China Wall, thus, I can still face him and talk as if nothing had happened. This guy must think,
and
But now...
Remembering it gives me pure embarassment. I don't know, maybe I have the face as thick as the China Wall, thus, I can still face him and talk as if nothing had happened. This guy must think,
'Wow! Muka dier mesti tebal gle'
Ekekekeke....
But remembering that stupid old times gives you laughters, tears and yes, humilation as well. However, it is sweet. I mean, you get to learn how to fall in love, confess it, wait for it for nearly 4 years for a definite rejection and still hold on to it.
In my case, time heals. I get better. I forgot about him and my little and so big crush is finally over. Although from time to time, I still think about him, however, the feeling is no longer there. I no longer have the stupid back flip or summersault in my stomach everytime I remembered him. I no longer have that jealousy upon seeing the beautiful women that he have as friends in Friendster....ekekeke....and most of all, I do not longer have the tired feeling of waiting, waiting and keep on waiting for something; for some miracles to happen. I am relieved about the later part. Waiting is so difficult. It hurts. The wound still bleeds.
But I am healing. The wound is still there, the pang of sadness upon the final rejection still hurts but the pain is fading away. I just hope that there will be a person that could cover the wound perfectly and kissed the pain away.
All of my friends said that I am pathetic. Waiting for someone that didn't love me. However, at that time, I felt as if it is romantic. Silly yes, but it was when I was still small and stupid.
Ekekekeke....
But remembering that stupid old times gives you laughters, tears and yes, humilation as well. However, it is sweet. I mean, you get to learn how to fall in love, confess it, wait for it for nearly 4 years for a definite rejection and still hold on to it.
In my case, time heals. I get better. I forgot about him and my little and so big crush is finally over. Although from time to time, I still think about him, however, the feeling is no longer there. I no longer have the stupid back flip or summersault in my stomach everytime I remembered him. I no longer have that jealousy upon seeing the beautiful women that he have as friends in Friendster....ekekeke....and most of all, I do not longer have the tired feeling of waiting, waiting and keep on waiting for something; for some miracles to happen. I am relieved about the later part. Waiting is so difficult. It hurts. The wound still bleeds.
But I am healing. The wound is still there, the pang of sadness upon the final rejection still hurts but the pain is fading away. I just hope that there will be a person that could cover the wound perfectly and kissed the pain away.
All of my friends said that I am pathetic. Waiting for someone that didn't love me. However, at that time, I felt as if it is romantic. Silly yes, but it was when I was still small and stupid.
However,
the real question is, is unrequitted love romantic or pathetic?
Okay.That's it.
See you when we'll see you.
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