NOT FOR BEING TOLD (by; Anis nur hidayah)
I’ve read statement like this one; To Love is
nothing, to be loved is something and both them(to love and to be loved) are
everything; but I forgot which from that statement is. When I watched some
movies and read poems or stories which are all about love, I think that is
true. Being someone who loved someone else, just loved and not loved each other
could hurt ourselves and just felt happy no longer. However being someone who
was loved by someone else would make us feeling more meaningful, giving
something more for ourselves. And, of course Both them are the most beautiful
thing that people wanted and me too. But, I’ve not felt both them(feeling to be
loved by someone whom I loved) yet. What a pity am I ! although I’ve ever dated
with someone whom I loved, I felt hesitant and unfortunately my doubt was
proved; I loved a wrong man. Then, I couldn’t love someone who loved me. When I
tried, I found that it was big mistake and I got bad reward from it, I knew it
couldn’t be forced. So, I remembered about my past love story when I was study
in junior and senior high school. Those are very beautiful to remember, though
it was just for me who felt love without for being told to anyone else, even
him (someone whom I loved).
CALF LOVE OR FIRST LOVE?
I found him again. It is always in the same place and situation
almost every day when we went to junior high school in the morning. There’s
nothing special happened but just glad
eye making us smile at our own lips, because we haven’t any relationship and it
didn’t need to greet each other.
I just knew his name and what class he was. I often saw him
dribbling basketball when I joint Arabic club after school. His play was so
cool. I liked it. Furthermore when I saw him playing in the rain. It was really
cool and charming.
…………………………………………….to be continuedJ