Let's Talk about Love before August Ends

August 31 | Wednesday

Hello everybody! How's your day?

By the way, this is someone else taking over for now because our BreadChamp has been exhausted from work.

I actually tried read.cash way back in May this year but my passion was very far from that of BreadChamps and I couldn't really keep up with her so I stopped.

Sometimes, I find myself wanting to write something depending on my mood. It's 4 am right now. I'm here outside Breadchamp's workplace, waiting for her to get off from work at 5 am. It just started raining 5 minutes ago, just a perfect vibe for me to write something. I don't know when this article is going to be published in her account, but I hope she really will.

Now, here's what I've made for the entire hour of waiting. I hope you enjoy it!

What Is Love?

I don't actually know. Many people try to define it but in different ways that confuse those who want to know its real meaning. In the back of my head, I would ask, "Who the heck made this concept? Why didn't he include an accurate definition?"

Have I ever fallen in love?

Probably, I have. If I were to use my own comprehension of what love is, then I could say that I have fallen in love several times already.

How can I tell that I'm in love?

Well, I notice weird changes in my actions and way of thinking. I said weird because I never imagined that I could change, but those changes were actually mostly positive.

For example, I am naturally lazy at home. It's always my mum who fixes my bed, cooks and prepares my meal, washes the dishes, does the laundry, cleans the house and the yard, and a few more. I just lay in my bed all day. That went on even after I became an adult.

Yet, when I first fell in love, I felt like I want to do everything. I started waking up early to cook, suit up, and go to school to impress the person that I was pursuing with my punctuality.

I also used to be impatient, but to my surprise, I was able to wait for a girl outside her apartment for 2 hours so she could dress herself up. She stepped outside, and I showed nothing but my smile!

As I have mentioned earlier, I don't help with household chores. But when I first went to my ex's house, I couldn't believe I was able to wash that massive pile of clothes. I hand-washed them by the way.

One bad thing about falling in love back then for me was I don't go home early anymore, causing my mum to worry a lot.

Is love worth living one's life for?

For me, it's a case-to-case basis. We don't share the same destiny after all.

Some people are lucky enough to have their love reciprocated.

Some had to bear the pain of one-sided love.

Some people reach the top of the world because of love, and some fall into agony for loving the wrong ones.

However, for me, I can say that it's love that makes me love. Love has failed me multiple times before, but I never felt regret about the past. The truth is I am grateful for all the momentary happiness, pain, and betrayal because they made me stronger and braver enough to fall in love one more time. I guess I never learned the most important lesson from my experience, but I'm just genuinely happy that I can still give my all for the one that I love right now.

Thank you for letting me pop here, read.cash authors.

God bless us all! ❤