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True Love

  • Date Submitted: 10/23/2013 09:08 PM
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True Love
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Dayna Bartnikowski

“Can I ask you something?” he asked, after we communicated over the phone for over two months and for 2 hours every day to each other.
“Well, ok, go on!” I said. My heart was thumping. Was he going to ask what I thought he was going to ask? I remembered my friend’s words, be sure, he is being true to ask you to develop your friendship. Though on the surface I had rubbished that idea, deep down I knew it was going to happen.
“Do you like to be in a relationship?”
“No!” I replied, with a grin on my face.
He was not being clear about with who the relationship was with but, I knew he meant it to be with him. For one crazy moment, I longed it to be a general question.
“Why not?”
“I’m just not ready for one!”
“How come?”
Suddenly all the principles about being single, wonder in confusion in my mind and no good reason came to me at that time and I began to hesitate.
“I think it’s too early!” I said.
“Ok! It’s your wish!” he said after a small pause.
After a while, he asked again, “Would you like to think about it?”
I didn’t know what to say. But then, the fact remained that my head was abuzz with numerous thoughts of his proposal. So I said yes and I would give him the answer on the day after tomorrow.
After hanging up, all the reasons came rushing into my head simultaneously and I quickly wrote them all down and pondered over it one by one.
I had decided resolutely before starting my first year of College, that I Will Absolutely Not fall for anyone at this point of my life. I had realized the difference between love and a chance of love.
Love is meant for people who are ready to be with one person, who have developed a practical idea about life and not for a juvenile bunch of teenagers. Now I was no more a distracted, dreamy, infatuated and self-criticizing young teenager but, a rational, goal focused and self-loving young adult.
But the irony here was, I liked to be in love, with the perfect guy possessing the...

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