destiny

so remember when i told you i was stuck reading this uhm, book? -- night swimming. well hell yeah, this book's surely great. i mean its fantastic.

my attention was caught with this certain paragraph and it made me remember an event of my life where everything *almost* went wrong. here it goes :

" when a woman finds out her husband is having an affair with another woman. the woman may not even know the man is married-- maybe she was lied to, as well-- but the wife hates the woman and forgives the husband. It's easier to hate someone outside the relationship. that way, for better or worse the relationship can stay intact."

right? ugh why do every woman in this world act like this? darn! maybe its just that we. women needs love, we crave for affection and all that.

why do i want love so much? why do we want love this much? is it because we don't want to be alone in the end? (i struggle to be honest with myself) i believe it was more than that. but i also believe it was okay that love serve as a buffer against loneliness. isnt this an unsaid truth for most men and women we pass on the street everyday? the women who are buying something at the grocery store, the men who are fixing their shirts at the stoplight, looking at their watches, late for something? people dont want to live alone, and we certainly dont want to die alone. yes it is true.

LOVE is a legacy, indeed. love is how we stay alive after we die. and finding our destiny *our destined partners is not just "what happens"; it is what you made happen. and guess what? i already found mine >:D i found him because i wasnt afraid to.

well, im sort of poetic today maybe its just PMS. LOL. well okay, forgive me, im just trying to be happy okay? after many weeks of not seeing my boyfriend, im feeling kinda numb. numb of everything. the only thing that i feel is sadness. well, somebody told me, "you have to know sadness to know happiness. sadness is a gift. you give it its due and then its over. without it how can you really know the worth of being happy? but when you finally get it it's as sweet as sugar."

thanks for the one who taught me this. somebody named "me".

as i write this blog. i realized, everyday is indeed, a miracle. Thanks God. ♥