Today I didn’t have time to write so I don’t know if this is cheating but here’s a throwback to August 2018 (wow that’s a really long time ago- one and a half years!). So let me know what you think of it- I personally think it’s cheesy but heh, let’s see. (also not from my perspective if you’re wondering haha- it’s the beginning of a HORRIBLE novel)
(written from the perspective of Wil)
I do not know why, but the word love has always scared me. Usually, the reaction you would expect to receive from a normal teenage female like myself would either be-
“Pfft… true love? No way!”
“Aaah… True love! So sweet!”
See? I would consider myself a well-matured, reasonable human being… at least compared to the rest of the pillocks and mooncalves in my life. However, somewhere deep inside of me, a fear rests, nestled into the crooks of my beating heart, refusing to leave. Love. I definitely love- do not get me wrong. I love my parents and my brother, my friends and extended family. I do love.
But have you ever thought about it? Love is a wonderful thing- terrible and beautiful, fearsome and wondersome. Every time someone speaks the great L-word, I shiver slightly. I do not think anyone has noticed, actually. Why would they? They would, of course, blame it on the cold, or something like that sort. I’ve never asked, and I never intend to ask.
Love is more than just hearts and kisses, and XOXO’s. Love isn’t all valentine cards and passing out chocolates. Love can ruin you. Love can kill you. Love can do wonderful, horrible things.
I do not usually feel heavy, deep, burdening emotions such as hate, or disgust. And if you heard me speak, never would you hear the words hate or disgust spoken freely about a noun. I do not believe in that philosophy- those words are too strong to be used at a day-to-day basis.
Love, however? Love is something that I feel- but you will never hear me say something such as, “I love going to the mall!” Or “I love cats!” You might hear, “I really like cats,” but not the word love. Continue reading ““Love and Hate”: a throwback to 1.5 years ago, very cringy // StayHomeWriMo Day 8″