It's been a week that I finally feel it coming. It's a brand new year. and in 2011, Im turning 20. Finally, I hit th big 2. No longer viewed as a kid. No longer viewed as I need your help. I dont need anyone's help. Cause Im happy with my own. Im growing older, and I shldnt push my body too hard. Rest more, sleep more, eat th same, and stop smoking. Say forever goodbye to my windpipe infection. They are all right. Im not fit to smoke. Having so much lung problems since young, I shldnt even be a social smoker. It will kill me one day. Now it's retribution. I cant even stand 2nd hand smoke, I will cough to death =.=
Recently, perhaps because I was sick, and was resting, I have more time for myself, to think and to feel. I felt love within me. I thought I forgotten all about it. Looking through th years that i had been through, perhaps Im too scandalous, or Im just a overly matured heart that needs closure, I realised how much emotions my heart had felt. I felt love, happiness, sadness, disappointment, pain, anger, hatred, and back to love again. I felt them all already. Wronged love, mismatched love, One sided love, Unfair love, uncoinditional love, Romantic love, realistic love, materialistic love, idealist love, puppy love, but at that moment of time, they arent th right love Im looking for. Thats why it shattered. I guess Im still th same, looking for a type of love that fills me all, emotionally. That emotional connection is indescribable. It's a feeling, where it needs both chemistry and time to prove it. Im giving in time every here and there. Because I believe, and I still believe. I dont need someone rich, smart, or terrifying good, I just need someone that can feel, like th way, I feel. I wna say it to someone, that, you know me, and you know my story.