There was a time when love meant a series of relationships; my teenage was so confusing. But even now my mindset is similar to that of a teenager. I thought I knew what love is ? But l'm so wrong. Life has taught me a good lesson.
While I was dealing with this confusion, life led me to a person who's not so good looking, not studious, certainly not the most desired yet she taught me what is love without ever speaking about it all these days.
Brief moments of silence, leading to conversations without speaking... caring yet understanding. This moment is very frustrating ... I hate this realization. I wish I could undo somethings in my life cause when I see back I don't want to remember this person that life led me to.