Some random tots i wrote this morning at 2am..

I am writing this with mircosoft words becoz the internet is off and I cant blog online...
Just need to pen down some tots after having a heart to heart chat with dear...

Wad is love?
Do I really understand wad love is?
Many people think they do.
I am no exception.

I still believe in one of my fav quotes:
"Love is giving someone a chance to destroy you and trusting them not to."
This I picked up during one of the moral education sessions in my secondary school days.

Love is... sweet. Love is also bitter.
Love can bring new life. Love can also bring death.
Love made me smile. Love made me cry.
Love once gave me the confidence I never had before.
Love once took away my soul, my everything.

"Love is not just about two people enjoying each others’ company, go out and have fun. Some people say that love is simple. But there are actually so many complications that come along with love. Love is in fact complicated."

When you feel good, when you feel that that special someone completes your life, when you feel so blissful, you think it's love.

But when you lose that person, everything around you crumbles. You may feel lousy. You may feel cheated. You may feel that all you efforts are wasted. You may lose faith in love and yourself. You doubt if the feeling you once felt then is really love. Have you lost love?

Then again, have you found love again when you find "someone better"? Is that really love? Are you sure this is love? So what was the feeling you felt then?

Am I contradicting myself? Or may be love is just too complicated for me to really understand?

I've said this to a few of my friends before, "No one till this day can tell me why he loves me. Hence my Mr Right will be the one can give me the answer."

But perhaps there isn't an answer in the first place.
Because you just do.
And he/she is special because you do.
He/she is perfect because you love him/her.

You may be a better person because you love him/her.

"Love is such a strong word." How can I use love when I’m not sure what love is?
Perhaps you will only know what love is when you've found "each other".