lately...i've been wondering. how do we measure the love people give to us?. is it by their gesture...their attention...their passion...their words...or what? because i have found in my recently-ended relationship that love can simply fade away..just like that...like you have never been there before...and you have never been loved before.
but it's like you have lost a toe...it's gone but the feeling that it's still there remain stronger...painfully stronger. and i questioned it every night...how much he loved me...why it seemed so easy for him to give up on me over a nasty word. isn't love supposed to be forgiving...isn't love supposed to let go...isn't love supposed to be too precious just to be thrown away?but the fact that it's gone; the fact that it's ended only made me feel like i have made a bad investment. i have learnt to love...i have learnt to surrender, but i lost even more. i was crash and burn!
and i cried for the first time of my life for a man. i cried for all the things he gave and took from me. i have no regret...whatsoever, because as how painful as it feels, i was once very happy. but you see...i stumbled many times in my life, i got up afterall. i still suffer the heartbreak, but i don't feel like crying anymore. just wondered..'he loves me...he loves me not..'
