Monday, 07 July 2008

  • That "You complete me, I can't live without you" kind of love

    By  mikim0to (guest blogger)

    I worry.

    A lot.

    Most of the time, it's about inconsequential shit not worth worrying about, like whether or not I should dye my hair back to blond again. (I won't. I don't want to be a bald, bald bitch by the time I turn 30.)


    CHYEAH, son. I so gangsta.

    I don't know. I sort of feel like I fret about my future moreso than other people my age normally do. But lately, rather than losing sleep over the usual post-college decisions, I've been thinking a lot about my happiness in terms of personal relationships: personal, intimate relationships.

    *gulp*.

    You see, while a successful career can be achieved through careful planning and hard work, true love is never guaranteed. Long ago, I've come to accept the fact that I may possibly never find someone with whom I could actually fall head over heels in love with.

    Possibly never.

    I've accepted that fact, but that doesn't mean I've stopped hoping for that you complete me, I can't live without you kind of love. Because underneath all the doubt and scorn harbored by typically jaded, cynical people like myself, there lies a teeny, tiny ounce of hopeful romanticism.

    Not hopeless, but hopeful. There's a difference.

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