I do not know what makes a writer, but it probably isn’t happiness.
It’s been some time since the last time I went through this account to write about anything. And since I really wanted to write but I’m void of any ideas to write about, I went trough my drafts. (Wow. I nearly forgot that there’s a draft option in here.)
Anyways, as I scrolled down, I stumbled upon this
If I remember it right, this was the time that I was so desperate to have a girlfriend because of various reasons like, “all of my friends have girlfriends”, “I don’t want to finish college without even experiencing being in a relationship”, “I want to know what it’s like to …”, and some others.
I really believed that this girlfriend-boyfriend thing is like some kind of game. Where you go and try to get the attention of the other, then you try to get to know each other, go on dates and see if you’re compatible, put endearments, labels, everything what have you. And then when everything falls, you leave, and move on to the next.
But now I guess it’s more complicated than that. It’s more stressing and more complex than I thought it would be. There were times where I wanted to end the relationship, but I care so much about her that I’d rather not end. I have never been so wrong when I treated it as some kind of a game. Feelings really aren’t meant to be played with.
So now, if there’s anything I would like to tell this guy, I’ll say “Hey, calm the fuck down. you’re not ready yet. Just enjoy your life being single”.
Next time, i’ll do it right.