Call me pathetic, hopeless romantic, corny or names you can imagine. But I admit, I am indeed a pathetic. I am a great believer of one great love, “the one who got away”. For me being loved and loving in return is the greatest act of life. Each one of us is destined to have one great love for your special one.
I had been infatuated, I had loved, been loved and the sort. But for the very first time in my life, I have this very strong emotion that I had never felt before. I never thought that I will have this feeling towards her. At first, she was only a friend to me. As the days passed, the emotion started to grow, occupying the every space of my heart, till it entirely dominated my whole world. I tried to suppress it. At first I thought I succeeded, only to know that it only grew more.
I considered her as my “invader”. She invaded my heart and my mind. She is in my dreams. She dominated my whole damn life. She owns me but the sad part is she never knew what I feel. I am afraid to let her know fearing the worst that could possibly happen. Staring at her or even her photos became way of my life. I secretly watched her everyday wishing that someday I can keep her in my arms, wishing that I can spend the rest of my life with her. I love her… I don’t know why. I love her and that is only what I know. I love her and that what matter most.
I am praying that someday I can let her know what is inside my heart, to say the unspoken love of mine. But for now, I am just here… loving her in secret.
