These are the days I would feel lonely.
There are moments I would crave for warmth, and attention, and a hand to hold on to or an ear to whisper secrets to or a shoulder to lie on. But I am all alone, with no Clyde to my Bonnie, no Salt to my Pepper, and no PB to my J.
There are times I would feel like I've got so much love up my sleeve, but with no one to give them to. And that would scare me. And then I would panic. And I would go around chasing after, or even settling for, potential lovers. But that didn't do any good. Just when we would figure out our pieces don't and won't ever fit, it would be too late. Pieces of me, and pieces of him, broken. Shattered like glass bits scattered all over the floor.
And that was where I learned my lesson: love doesn't need to be rushed. It's not a race. And it's not a competition.
Love takes time to grow. And love takes time to bloom.
And this is the part where I make a vow.
To my future partner-in-crime, my future lover. I promise to patiently wait for you. I still wonder why I couldn't meet you any sooner, but I know that God is still preparing you and me for each other. And one day, eight, ten, or even fifteen years from know—who knows— I'd let you read this. And we'd promise to love each other til an eternity of tomorrows.
But until then, there is still so much to do. Things that involve a lot of learning. A lot of accepting. And a whole lot of forgiving.
So until then, I will bask in the beauty of being alone; revel in the wonderful, amazing discoveries my soul is bound to find.
Most importantly, I will listen.
To the wisdom of nature. To the desires of my heart. And to that Big Somebody up there; that Somebody who loves us with the kind of love that never dies. Never fails. And never destroys.
And as I take my time to grow, I realize that there is nothing to be afraid of anymore. There is no need to be anxious.
This is the part where I take off. And fly.
What is #The20FirstsProject? (READ THIS)
Our Firsts, either blessings or lessons, would always hold a special place in our hearts. Our Firsts help keep us going; they help us get up from bed and look forward to what adventures await us.
So here's to experiencing new things every day.
And most of all, here's to enjoying our own personal journeys, and learning the lessons from the Best Teacher Out There—Life.
Join the movement! Let's celebrate learnings! Let's celebrate our Firsts!