a puzzle piece
Girls fall in love.
All girls do...
just in a different manner, of course.
Written in my previous entry, I'm not succumbed to having just a temporary puzzle piece that happens to fit in at that moment in time. No temporary remedies. No desperation. No temptation to being in a relationship just for the sake of being in one.
Loneliness or singlehood doesn't seem like a bad idea to me at all.
I try to imagine myself being just a little different... trying to fit in a temporary puzzle but it just doesn't work. Perhaps my own set of puzzle feels so complete right now that a temporary piece is just... redundant.
I sat in a cafe, sharing and chatting with a friend about girls being in love. Why do I see friends trying to fill up their puzzle so deperately like they just can't be alone? Is it emptiness from the gap that was left behind by the previous? Like a hollow in the sand, evident of a former presence, signaling its absence and craving for another presence. Nothing can ever replace it so perfectly like the first, or so I thought.
For me, my puzzle has always been untouched... so complete that I can't even feel if anything is wrong.
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Can I be the girl-next-door? She, being just an ordinary and simple figure, falling in love like what every girl does. She, who goes along with the flow, love and hate as she wants to.
She, the one that all guys find approachable and endearing. She, whom guys crave for and wish to shower with love and attention.
"Unlike the femme fatale, the girl next door does not have hidden plans of her own, because her character and personality are open and straightforward, and because her intentions do not need to be concealed... The girl next door is always physically in close range..." (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Girl_next_door)
Still trying to find the girl-next-door within...
One day when I can learn to let go, not hold back... and go on with the flow...
All girls do...
just in a different manner, of course.
Written in my previous entry, I'm not succumbed to having just a temporary puzzle piece that happens to fit in at that moment in time. No temporary remedies. No desperation. No temptation to being in a relationship just for the sake of being in one.
Loneliness or singlehood doesn't seem like a bad idea to me at all.
I try to imagine myself being just a little different... trying to fit in a temporary puzzle but it just doesn't work. Perhaps my own set of puzzle feels so complete right now that a temporary piece is just... redundant.
I sat in a cafe, sharing and chatting with a friend about girls being in love. Why do I see friends trying to fill up their puzzle so deperately like they just can't be alone? Is it emptiness from the gap that was left behind by the previous? Like a hollow in the sand, evident of a former presence, signaling its absence and craving for another presence. Nothing can ever replace it so perfectly like the first, or so I thought.
For me, my puzzle has always been untouched... so complete that I can't even feel if anything is wrong.
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Can I be the girl-next-door? She, being just an ordinary and simple figure, falling in love like what every girl does. She, who goes along with the flow, love and hate as she wants to.
She, the one that all guys find approachable and endearing. She, whom guys crave for and wish to shower with love and attention.
"Unlike the femme fatale, the girl next door does not have hidden plans of her own, because her character and personality are open and straightforward, and because her intentions do not need to be concealed... The girl next door is always physically in close range..." (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Girl_next_door)
Still trying to find the girl-next-door within...
One day when I can learn to let go, not hold back... and go on with the flow...
posted by Jerylene at 22:46
1 Comments:
I believe there's no need to think of who you should become to find love.. whatever girl-next-door, it's no use thinking of. It doesn't make that much sense at all.
The guy who loves you, would love you for you.
Don't think so much. Somehow I feel that, when it's here, you'll be surprise how little control you have over your heart.
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