Infatuation and love, can it easily be distinguished? How can you determine which is which? Are you really into someone? Or are you just happy with the presence and feelings that that person is giving you?
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Infatuation, defined as an immature or fleeting amorous feeling over someone; to be infatuated with or be inspired with an intense but short-lived passion. It is synonymous with the words crush and puppy love.
A ray of light shines waking me up from a deep slumber, a smile made its mark on my face as I recall the talks we had the night before. Never could I deny the verities that has manifested on every smiles I made each day as his face moments by every moment devour my thoughts. I still can’t get enough of him, longing for more, wanting for another chance to spend time together. I never thought I would, nor did I even plan on being so… I just woke up one morning knowing it is him! ^____^
Each one of us has a list of characteristics, attitude and personalities of someone whom we wish to fall for us and love. That amidst the millions upon millions of people here on Earth we will get lucky and finally meet that someone we deserve. We wish on every falling star, every coin dropped in a well and every prayer we desperately ask for that that someone will come and rescue us from the sadness love bestowed us.
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Love is defined as an intense feeling of a profoundly tender and passionate affection, a great interest and pleasure in something or for another person.
“I got so caught up with my emotions that I failed in considering important details in his life.”
The story I wished to live in and the dream to be a part of his life suddenly ended in something I did not expected. I know it was not supposed to happen but the overwhelming feeling I felt when I’m with him made me forget how I perceived love before. For a while it was something to look forward to yet not something that would relatively become a reality. Who says falling is such a pleasurable experience?? Naman.
I miss being love. I miss the moments, the laughter, and the sweetness of being in love. Every night I wish for someone to come yet when the sun shines all I can think about is relieving myself and staying away from that so-called love. But all of a sudden, he came along. The Ethyl that kept her heart hidden and locked from everyone suddenly showed a hint of admiration for someone she never thought would change her that quickly. With his witty antics, frugal smiles, “bagong gising” do, gay talks, and kakulitan made her open again her door for love. She fell for that, waah.
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Sadly, our story has to end. The love that I thought I have found was nothing but a mere infatuation due to my hastiness to love. It sucks to know that after every effort one did just to stay out of love will suddenly come across someone who would make them plunge heavily and eventually stop them on their tracks. The feeling was mutual, but some things are much better to stay the way it was when it started. Ouch…
Like a child, I look at him with eyes that only see the good, innocently searching, wanting him to come pick me up, see me, be with me, and fall for me. I listen to his every word; look at him as if I have known him for so long. Every moment seems endless. Is it wrong to expect so much from someone you adore? Or am I expecting too much even if it is not right?
Wee, moving on... ^^
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