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