I need a very long time to write this post, I'm feeling so weak, as weak as the lost spirit. Few weeks ago, there was this show about this man met an accident and pass on. His spirit was stuck at the accident scene. I saw how suffer was his wife couldn't let go of him. The way she cried, she yelled, she punched the wall each and every moment just went through my heart. I feel her so much, I don't wanna lose my love one. Somehow, I started to imagine....*pressing my heart* I couldn't take it. I couldn't. You can literally feel me, if you had been through the moment where you really love someone so deep. Can I try to define LOVE?? nothing is called Love until you actually have the thought of spending your whole life with this one person. We might be too young to think about this but oh wells...We have crushes, Infatuations, Dates and etc... But there's nothing can compare to this powerful yet destroyable word called the Boyfriend. (I'm young, sorry I don't know anything about marriage thats another level of life) Well, sitting right infront of my TV is the saddest moment I have ever had in life. Her tears, her emotions about the death of her husband really poked through my heart. What's the use of the husband's spirit keeping her company when she can't even feel it. That's probably not the WORST. After the death of her husband, she found out that, her husband has a woman outside and another son. (I will faint)
I remembered what she said this infront of his tomb:
I believe you said you love me the most, I believe you said I'm your only love. But why??
*Put my hand on my forehead and I felt so hot..
I'm tired.
" Hear my soul speak. Of the very instant that I saw you,
Did my heart fly at your service."
~ William Shakespeare
I love you.