Reminisce

When I was young I used to believe that love is something you hold on to for the rest of your life. Growing up with this kind of thinking makes a person sentimental, melodramatic in some points of life and others exaggerate this to a different extent. I always have a question to the adults and ask them things that needs explanation. After hearing their explanation I try to gist the information and process it. Sometimes I discover the answers through experience and prove that the explanation of the adult is valid or not. At an early age I like eating sour tasting food like calamansi (lime), a spoonful (or more) of Tang (orange powdered juice drink). I also enjoyed eating Indian mangoes, the unripe ones and green mangoes they’re the best. That is my weirdness as a child. You have at least one as well. Growing up is not easy. There are things in your environment that hits you. Different people, classmates, teachers, so on and so forth. Sometimes you feel that the world you live in, is so complex. Remember your first crush? Do you still have a crush on them? I remember. I don’t have a crush on them anymore (you can also say that, “I don’t crush them anymore!’’). My crush can be dead, became fat, bald, grotty, knackered, paunchy and in the end they become grotesque. You tend to loose that emotion. The puppy love (that puppy is now a dog). You grow, you understand the things that has transpired in your life and tend to choose the wise decision. Remember your first love? The love that can haunt you down for the longest time. It may be your first relationship, first heart break, first (censored), and the best part is, first moving-on process from a break-up. Do you remember the jerk who broke your heart? Who could have thought that you’ll fall to that loving, kind, sweet smile of a person who will eventually give you a heartache. Headache after the heartache. Moving on took a long time. Prying emotions. You’re in pain beyond repair. You’re asking yourself if they loved you back. Why did they leave you? Why is your love not reciprocated? Now I don’t care if that love was reciprocated or not. I live for myself and my dream. Whether that person who left you, still thinks of you. Nobody cares. I forgave the person. They just made a choice for themselves. I should respect that part. No explanations needed. There is formula to moving-on. It is a package. You cannot do one. It is a tandem. Duo if you like. It is called forgive and forget. Honestly speaking, one cannot forget because we are given the gift of memory retention. But because it takes two to tango. It will be easy if you let forgiveness comes in. Forgiving will help you ease the pain and aids forgetting the burden that you feel. Until it becomes lighter eventually. And remember this, I used to say this to my friends. “When you hate me, I’m always in your mind. When you love me, I’m always in your heart. Both works for me”. Learn from those words. So don’t hate. People should stop the Cop and Criminal setting. Cheaters are like criminals. They are caught on the act but they continue to deny. The one who believes in love, is like a cop. They caught the act, but still wants an explanation until they go to a court case scenario. What will you do next? How will you look for love? There is mantra for love. “I will love. Be loved and will be lovable forever”. Just say it every morning when you wake up. Post it on your wall, your fridge, bathroom and vanity mirror. You'll see results. Everybody is looking for love. Everybody wants to be loved. There are different kinds of love. Love here, love there, love more. If you’re looking for a relationship and wants to be loved. Don’t look for just love. Pray. Look for “true love”. True love is simple, pure, trustworthy, reciprocated, no need for words. Contributed by: