Random;

I've met Love since I was eight.I cant remember exactly how I've met him fr the first time,but I do believe that,at that moment he is the most beautiful creature I've ever seen.Being the son to my English teacher;a demure and beautiful Sikh lady,I was afraid to approach him.But I did secretly glared at him when I've got the chance.Love can be so pure.No lust.Just honest feeling from a little naive child.I have to say that I am not that good to start the first move.I guess this keep occuring to me from time to time until today.

Since that,I could say I've stumble into Love several times.But most of them can just be considered as a 'crush'.None of them does bloom in relationship.I prefer that way because I know being in a relationship does require tons of sacrifices and also patience.And I dont think at that time I am ready for that commitment.Through out,I have met several types of Love.It's like meeting up with new people at a party.The feeling can be as uber exciting as meeting up with funny and quirky person or can be as full of anger as meeting up with rude and snobbish person.There's once I met with Love who is willing to kick off his bad habbit of smoking because the girl ask him to.Yet I learnt that after a few years later he started back his bad habbit again.Also I've once met with Love whose afraid of expressing his feeling and prefer to shut out his emotion from the girl.Too bad.We never know until we try right.I guess this piece of advice do hit right straight to me.There's once I met Love who trying very hard and never give up in winning the girl's heart.And he succeeded.She let him to take care of her.She let him to enter her world.And she let him to love her.They had a very wonderful time together.They stick together through thick and thin.He's been there for her when she was down,when she needed someone to talk to,when she need someone to share her happiness with.He's been a great companion.Absolutely,she did appreciate all those things he had sacrificed for her.The relationship should be given a chance but she decided to end it up.But he never give up.He tried so many things but it never change her decision.Things started to turn sour and bitter.He screwed up things,and so does her.She know she is not perfect nor does he.Grunge and anger patch things up.No more friendship.Only hatred fill the air.Like a bad nightmare.Unforgettable.

Sometimes Love can be very selfish.Why should it be that way?Sometimes Love can be in form of a green monster;full of jealousy.A monster that will eventually end up eating you.Love should be pleasant like eating vanilla ice cream during summer day.Love should be serenading like when you listening to Maher Zain's songs.Love doesnt have to be selfish and egoistic.Love is when you want him/her just they way he/she is.

I guess I did a lots of mistake in the past few months.Hurting someone never be my intention.Never.It's just things happened.And I just go with the flow and what my heart says.Apologies sometimes is not enough.I knw.I am ordinary human being;and they make mistakes.From that they learnt not to repeat their faults in the future.I'm wondering will I encounter Love again,and if Love willing to meet me in what form will it be?I hope it will be as huggable as panda,so I can rely on it when I needed support and protection ;)