Postby Julkimi » Tue Oct 28, 2014 2:54 am
At the age of 24, I haven't found my one true love, I either thought I loved the jerks who broke my heart or thought I loved idiots who didn't know anything about love. I want to feel like Hazel grace and Augustus Waters. I never felt compelled to search for a true love because I was sheltered with the love of my family, knowing they would always be there for me, I thought I didn't need anyone else. Sadly Somali men don't know how to express their love, I want a man who is crazy about me, who would do stupid things for love. You know scream at the top of his lungs infront of everyone declaring his love for me. As cheesy as this sounds, I am tired of my robotic life, waking up, pray, eat, socializing and work. I want love. I want to smile for no reason just the thought of him. I want to cry about the thought of losing him. I always believed in true love but thought it was impossible. I am tired of these meaningless compliments from men who will not love me for my awkwardness, temper tantrums and calm me down when I have my panic attacks. I want the one that understands me for who I truly am, a clumsy, caring, sensitive girl from the Midwest. The one who would make fun of me infront me but will kill the person who dares to mock me. If I die tonight, how will he remember me? is my one true love exist in this universe? will I ever meet him? Will I make him eat Quinoa salad while he cringes at the thought of eating it but instead makes fun of me for my food choices.
And to this I must conclude my rambling. Does true love even exist? Are we lying to ourselves? I guess I will never know until I conquer it.