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𝟱-𝟳 5th of June 2012 Sendai City » 𝗡𝗼𝘁 𝗔𝘀 𝗜𝘁 𝗦𝗲𝗲𝗺𝘀 « 見た目とは違う
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𝗬/𝗡'𝘀 𝗣𝗢𝗩♡♡ ❮ 𝟭𝘀𝘁 𝗣𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝗩𝗶𝗲𝘄 ❯
The phrase 'I love you' was shallow.
Truth be told, there was no meaning behind them, at least not by the mass of people that spouted those three words every day.
It was disappointing to see those people throw around the sentence so carelessly. In my eyes, love is something to be earned, something you work hard at it with someone to create chemistry and a bond.
Love cannot be attained at first sight. No matter how hard I or anybody else want to believe it can, it can't.
But it is real, I know that much. When my mother told me the love wasn't real, I was shocked. It was one of the few memories I had of that wretched woman that still haunts me, but for a six-year-old, I knew she was wrong.
Aside from the blatant scientific facts that allude to love being real, it was something that could only be real once experienced. A young girl like me hadn't felt the skip of a heartbeat, the fluttering stomach, the lightweight feeling, and the deep desire to just be with someone.
And I still hadn't, at least not yet.
I sought someone who wanted me for something more than artificial values, I wanted a strong connection with someone who loved me for who I was, not what I looked like. Because no matter how big your tits are, how skinny your waist is; how short, thin, fat, tall, or anything in between you are; you cannot love someone for their physical appearance.
I wondered if anybody had had this connection with me, but something so intense would shine through their eyes. Although I can't think too highly of my observation abilities, although they are good in the game and person-reading aspect, I sucked balls at deciphering someone's true feelings about me.
