Love
When I was younger my mom used to read me stories. They were commonly about a prince, a princes and a happily ever after. I grew up with its best example and usedmy mom and dad as a role model through the path of life. It’s ironic that when the word love comes into my mind I literally feel nothing special. Of course I can say Ilove my family, but I mean it in a different way. My mother explains it’s the best feeling a human can possibly feel, but will I ever feel it?
I can sincerely say I havenot definitely felt love. To me it was a closed path waiting to be opened. The least I can say is that I have had several, or may I correct myself, too many failedrelationships. I can still remember my very first relationship, at the moment it felt right but it was just a matter of time for me to notice that I was nothing but a joke tohis eyes. From that moment on the word loyalty had never regained its meaning to me. Relationship after relationship I increasingly found more and more defects some witchdint even have a concrete explanation. Sooner than later the little girl that believed in prince and princesses grew into a non believer.
You may ask why? The truth isthat today is Valentine’s Day, and my feelings towards this festivity are not quite positive. Many might say I am to valentines like the Grinch to Christmas, but the truthis that I am just not in love. To this reaction my mom would say the right person has not come or it is just not the right time. I agree. Meanwhile I believe that fatemight have unexpected presents, some that can change my believes and open the path I was always curious to open. To the questions of love, I just answer I don’t know.
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