Whatever happens to you belongs to you. Make it yours. Feed it to yourself even if it feels impossible to swallow. Let it nurture you, because it will.
The (500) Days of Summer attitude of “He wants you so bad” seems attractive to some women and men, especially younger ones, but I would encourage anyone who has a crush on my character to watch it again and examine how selfish he is. He develops a mildly delusional obsession over a girl onto whom he projects all these fantasies. He thinks she’ll give his life meaning because he doesn’t care about much else going on in his life. A lot of boys and girls think their lives will have meaning if they find a partner who wants nothing else in life but them. That’s not healthy. That’s falling in love with the idea of a person, not the actual person.
It’s 11:18pm. The last 42 minutes of my year as 19 is ticking away.
I remember this time last year…what would I have been doing…
I was on Skype, with my luv. We were chatting and talking of aimless things, slowly drifting away and our eyes becoming heavy. But both staying awake for an event that was equally exciting for us both.
And the clock struck 12…we didn’t realise. A few minutes later we realised the 12th of July had come, and we both smiled, and I sat and listened to my luv express the inner most thoughts of his mind and the inner most emotions of his heart. Telling me of his love, care and joy for my birthday and for having me in his life. We smiled, I teared and I told him I loved him. We were forever.
And tonight, one year later. I’m sitting in bed alone, with tears streaming down my face; forming a small pool on my chest.
I’m sitting here, wishing your name would have appeared on my phone for just a moment, so this undercurrent of sadness may have been lifted for a moment. Just a single moment.
What am I doing when the clock strikes 12? Nothing. I will be trying to sleep, but failing to do so for my mind is alive with fantasies of the past.