From Our Readers: Thank You for Not Giving Up on Me
I am one of the girls out there who's still stuck with the idea of true love. Often times I catch myself asking the same questions again and again such as "How will I know if it's true love?" or "How does it feel when you already meet The One?" or "Is there really someone destined for each of us?" Questions like these frequently pop inside my head, but none of them have been answered yet.
I believe every girl has her ideal guy and an ideal boyfriend. A boyfriend who got all the qualifications I want and a boyfriend who will stay for the rest of my life. I've always dreamt of having a boyfriend close to perfection. And whenever someone enters my life and they're not the person I imagined for me, I'd just think that they're not the one for me. But eventually, I realized having a love life is not all about perfection. It's not the qualifications that makes someone the right one for you.
I realized that when you love someone, you don't just love him because he is your ideal guy or he is the guy of your dreams. Rather, you simply love him for who he is and not who you expect him to be.CONTINUE READING BELOWRecommended Videos
I am glad that someone entered my life and made me realize that love isn't all about fantasy. I am glad that he knocked on my doors several times. To the one who didn't give up on me, thank you. Thank you for being with me from the very beginning up to now. I am confident enough that you would stay until the end.
You are the type of best friend everyone would like to have. Thank you for lending me your ears whenever I need someone to talk to. You are definitely my living, breathing diary. Thank you for doing everything just to cheer me up whenever things aren't turning out the way I want them to. You're one of the people who told me that every cloud has a silver lining. Thank you for being the best guy friend anyone could ever wish for.
To be honest, the moment you said you like me, it seemed like the world has come to an end. I never expected and wanted that to happen. You are my only guy best friend and I didn't want to risk everything. But I realized life is all about taking risks.
We never really know where life could take us. So thank you for letting me know how you really feel. Thank you for making me feel that I am loved. Thank you for always doing anything just to see a genuine smile on my face. I've been taking you for granted several times already, but they didn't stop you from loving me. I kept pushing you away but you didn't stop caring about me.
Thank you for respecting me despite all the heartaches I gave you. Thank you for letting me know I'm beautiful every single day. Thank you for seeing the best in me, recognizing all my flaws, and still choosing to love me. Thank you for waiting despite having no assurance of me liking you back. But now, my feelings are starting to grow. Sooner or later, you will see the fruit of all your efforts.
Thank you so much for giving me the love I know I will never deserve.
You are the person who helped me become fully aware that the ideal guy doesn't really exist. I realized how blinded I was with my fantasies that I tend to leave you out of the picture. I needed to close my doors because I am not willing to open it for the wrong man. And as time passed by, I realized that love is indeed an open door.
While the question still remains whether you're The One for me or not, I know that true love is on my way. That's all that matters for now.
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I've been investing in arts, photography, and writing. I've also got back to reading the other day and I finished reading this amazing book entitled 300 Things I Hope by Iain S. Thomas. It is all about the things the author hopes his readers to do in all aspects of life. So, I decided to make a version of it with all of the things I'm hoping for.
I hope I get to see my friends be successful in life. I hope to make a big mural someday. I hope to be a well-known artist like the artists I look up to. I hope to marry the person I am in love with today. I hope to be a little kinder to myself. I hope to see happiness even in the smallest things. I hope to travel the world. I hope to be a good mother and a wife to my future family. I hope to have my artworks displayed in a gallery or an exhibit. I hope to learn more about creative writing. I hope I won't learn how to get tired and give up my passion. I hope I won't get too hard on myself whenever I don't get the results I've been wanting to see in my works. I hope to love myself more even on the days I hate it the most. I hope to lead and empower women; to be their voice and for them to believe in themselves that they can be the woman they look up to. And when I've reached my limit of these things, I hope I won't get tired of reminding myself that my emotions don't make me weak, hence, makes me stronger. These are some of the things I always hope for. What about you? What are you hoping for?
I started fixing myself this quarantine. I mean, I started trying makeup products. As a teen, I'm on my phone almost every hour of the day, scroll on my social media accounts, especially Instagram, and also Pinterest where you get to see nice and pleasing photography by bunch of amazing and beautiful people from different parts of the world. So I started taking my own as well. I did not know that taking your own photo and try to get an Instagramable one is sooooooooo hard, it's exhausting. I do not have alot of space in my room, and I would definitely not do it outside our house because of Corona Virus, and I don't want to be seen by our neighbors HAHA so I have no choice but to make tiis inside my room.
Out of atleast 25 shots, only 2 are a nice picture. While I'm all sweaty and tired, I am proud of what I could do beyond my comfort zone. And this definitely built my self confidence, (and I secret love the compliments I received from both people I know and don't know) It's not my first time visiting in here, Candy! But I'm new to writing my thoughts and experiences, so bare with me HAHA.
Until next time!
First. Pixie dust and paper cuts – these are the first things Wendy knew about Peter Pan. Aurora first met Prince Philip when she was sixteen. Learning how to ride a bike was also a first while I was growing up, but you are probably the first of too many. The first collection of dust and stars; maybe Luna will try to ask, who was your first? I might answer and tell her that it was you.
The first of too many stars in the sky. You are the first of too many fallen leaves during fall – and you will be the most anticipated snowflake as winter comes. A dark path that you can’t see without any light, hence, you were once the moon and there are the stars that shine so bright at night. Are we too early? Or we just really want to be ahead of time? Even in a glimpse, I would like to see the two of us connect as if we can reach the sky. There are other parts of the heavens you have never saw and other oceans you haven’t laid your feet onto – but the constellations will always wait for you. Close your eyes, love, close your eyes. Start counting backward: 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. Count backward until you see the twinkling lights that will guide you to the right path. To the right satellite; to the right person. A first.
There are many firsts – first love, first heartbreak, first sport you played, the first thing you do in the morning, the first thing you remember about the person in front of you. There are a lot. It’s actually up to us how we will consider something as a first. So, Primo, you are already a first of too many.