My Social Science 1 professor once asked our class what love is for us. I answered immediately without hesitations, "Love is wanting someone to be happy, whether or not you are part of that happiness."
"Therefore, love is...?" He continued.
Then, someone from the back shouted, "sacrifice."
Yes, sacrifice. Martyrdom. Risk. Adjustment. That is love. Complicated and yet very much embraced. How strange people can be!
Sadly, I'm one of those strange people because I love. Therefore, I adjust. I risk. I sacrifice. Damn!
So, if he loves me so much, too, like what he keeps telling me, then why can't he adjust for me? Why can't he sacrifice even just a little for me?
Maybe he's not strange after all. I don't wanna be one, too! /sob
About Me
- Heide Lynne Canlas
- I choose to either be the first, the best, or the one who stands out.
I am the girl who can make your life a little bit more interesting.
This is me, no pretensions.
My 3 ultimate dreams:
3. To be somebody's miracle.
2. To teach during CWS Thanksgiving.
1. If you know me that well, you should know what's written here.ΓΌ
I didn't change. I just grew up.
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1 comments:
parang e2 rin yung pinagusapan natin nung isang araw ah haay ^_^
are you sure you don't want to be strange?
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