Flawed.
Saturday, May 02, 2015A human myself has met many failures. Right now, I am facing another one too. I asked myself why do I let this thing supposedly called Love to affect the way I am, to affect my lifestyle? Love is crazy enough to let me waste my day away, drowning myself with sleep and alcohol. Juvenile is the best damn word to describe me.
Holding on to Love, thinking one day I will meet someone who loves me the way I am. I guess I am wrong. Now, love doesn't feel true anymore. Love is a game. Man prey for younger girls. Woman loses her value as she gets older. If woman sleeps with more than 5 men, she is slut. If man sleeps with more than 5 women, he is on point. Woman will never have the same equality as man.
I never see love as a game. If I want to be with someone, I will be with that someone. Beginning, I was skeptical about the whole relationship I had with Bryan. But in the beginning, it was fine. We both like the no relationship status but soon, Bryan found that he couldn't do that anymore as he wants to be the man in my life. I felt it was too fast but I went ahead with it. It started all good. We laughed, joked and we were always talking when we meet. He would rant to me about his army stuff and I would listen. I am not the best damn listener in this goddamn world but bloody hell, I listened.
Bryan is like me in many ways. We love to talked. Talk from everything to anything. I did not need to ask him how was his day and he will tell me automatically. That was what I love about him. I was his listening ears so was he.
He doesn't hang out much with his friends. He likes his comfort zone. He is that kind of guy then after a long hell of a week, he wants to come home to a place where he can be himself, chill and spend his time with someone he love. He does wants to go out and have fun but most of the time, he want to be in his bubble. It is that kind of love I guess. The honeymoon period love when you are with that person, billions of people in this world didn't matter. Just the two of us.
Bryan looks like he is one tough heck of a guy but actually, he has his soft side. Sometimes, he will lie on my belly or my thighs while watching tv or playing his game. We did not always need to be in one's arm but there will always be a need of a skinship. It is comforting. A comfort that no words can describe. It is something that I will always crave for.
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