Dear Juliet.
Today I write this to you because I think it's time. Convey my message to The Superman I know.
Have you been in LOVE? Well,m sure you did. Isn't it one of the most beautiful feelings in the world! My dear Juliet, am happy to announce that I've been in love too; the truly, deeply & madly kind of love. It all started back in the autumn of 2007. He was young, I was younger. How tempting it is for teenager girls to fall for older boys; silly I feel now.
His flirtatious skills against the naive me. Right on target & I fell for him. In no time, I was in love with him. Everything felt beautiful; everyday a blessing. The sky seemed happy, the clouds joyful. I often found myself lost in the reverie, smiling, musing about him.
The love brought out the good in me. It taught me to forgive without being asked for. It taught me Understanding. It made me realise we are just human beings filled with all kinds of emotions & that humans make mistakes. I had this habbit of collecting flowers that I liked. Funny, but the love made me realise that if I adore a flower I should let it live. You see, I don't pluck flowers no more. All in all, the love made me a better person. Dear Juliet, when I say "the love" I mean love- the feeling & not love- the person. The love that I had for my Superman. Crazy & stupid, I would go miles just to have a look at him. I, who always sleeps in, would wake up just to witness him. Ridiculous.
But but but, there's always this big but. It was just a one sided thing. We didn't become anything more than "not strangers". Then I found out he's committed to the person he loves & everything turned out wrong. Hence, we became friends, or at least for me, we did. No, it wasn't a strategy to get him, because I'd never expressed my feelings to him. (Though now I believe he was always aware of my feelings & that's how he...). As long as we were in touch, I was happy.
In time, I actually became his friend. The one he would share his stories with, I was more than happy to realise he was comfortable with me. His sobs hurt me, his laughs cheered me. Though there were times I wished to express how much I loved him, that I wanted him to be mine, I could not. I knew SHE was the only one for him & it was better for me to stay faithful to our friendship, never cross the line.
But Could I stay faithful to my self? No, he was never a friend to me, he was far more than that & with each passing day my love for him grew more & more. Someone said one sided love is stronger than the love shared by two; I agree with that. I wanted all the happiness in the world for him, & despite that I wanted him so bad, I wished they stayed together forever. There were times when he would call me only when he was sad or had a fight with his gal & I was completely fine with that. So far as I could comfort him emotionally , I was OK being a spare part.
Mentally blinded by the love, I decided to stay single & wait for him; just in case, if ever, SHE ditches him, I wanted to be there for him.
So I waited & waited & guess what, she actually did that but not everything goes according to the plan, eh!!.
To be continued...