Aku baru ngerasa, how a piece of writing makes people have various interpretations about one thing which is written about. Anyhow, all which are being read can be factual; can be also made-of stories, right? That’s what I feel, the power of words…
One thing surprises me a lot is a piece of advice from a buddy after reading my words.
“You should realize that’s no body’s perfect…Perfection comes by time…Perfection belongs only to the God, humans are so close with limitations. A perfect guy is not there, he even doesn’t exist in the way you’ve being expecting. All you need to do is paying attention to the real love around you. That love may be not the sweetest one belongs to your every night’s DREAM. It even hurts you sometimes… It even can be so tricky and annoying…Sometimes it makes you feel bad about yourself, another time you are like a blushing high-school girl with long-hours phone conversation talking about stupid stuffs, with smiles and laughs… that kind of silly love may be the real perfection if you see from the contradictive point of view… a real love involves various feelings and emotions…pain, anger, jealousy, madness, being possessive, being loved, being cared, being touched… a perfect love is not there… who is waiting for you could be the one that’s far from your imagination…a guy with loud laugh, curly hair, not a high-tech, not too damn gorgeous… but remember, he’s touchable, he’s real, and one thing for sure, he is loving you just the way you are…you don’t need to pretend to be someone else to be loved by him… it’s simply by becoming yourself… that the real love might be. Chasing perfection is like chasing the wind… ZERO!”
Hhmmmmpphh…. After so long in an endless hope about perfection, I come to realize that the EGO and ARROGANCE are the ones who are talking inside of my heart… I’ve gotta stop this before everything is too late…
Above it all, the greatest love doesn’t come overnight… it’s a natural process…
The moral of the story is: take this writing for fun, even it sounds hopeless somehow it’s supposed to be reminder to all of women out there with the high level of superiority…to make you realize that you are loveable, the only one problem is the acceptance itself…
