Friday, February 15, 2008
` 2:33 AM
My friend is heartbroken. Not because he was rejected by the girl he loves, but he was not accepted.
They love each other but yet cant be together.
We talked about it. And i asked him if he would ever want to be with her, again?
He says yes. He says he would do anything to get her to his side.
I told him this story:
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A man loves a girl he knew but for a long time he could only watch her from a distant.He was satisfied to just watch her smile. He loves her not because she is pretty, not because she is kind, but because of who she is and who she was.
One day, a friend told him that he should pluck the courage to tell the girl, before he regrets it.
"At least you tried!" he said
So the man decided to surprise her for his confession.
He chose a date. Not a special occasion, not valentine, not her birthday, nor the date that they first met. It was just a normal day.
He managed to ask his friends to ask her out to a park near her house. Saying that it was a class gathering.
She agreed.
It was evening time, sun was down.
She walked alone in the park. To the open space. There was no one there.
The lamps were dim. Always non-existence. It was getting dark.
She waited.
A little boy came to her.
"Sister, this is for you"
She took a small box from his hand before he ran out of sight.
Opening it, she found a nicely made cardboard book.
It was hand-made. Not the nicest colour of all, but exquisite.
She flipped the first page. She was the photo of her crying while she won her first ever gold medal. Followed by a photo of her laughing during her best friend's wedding.
There were so many photos in it. Some she couldn't even remember when it happened. IT brought back memories, memories that bring pain, as well as smiles from past 20 odd years.
Somehow, there seems to be a tinge of piano sound playing in the background. That brought tears to her eyes.
"Who capture all these?" she thought
She search frantically for a name, a face in the photo, or even a familiar handwriting.
There was none. All was about her. She alone
Then she found an envelope. A card and a necklace.
A very familiar necklace.
One she fell in love with 6 years back while still in her teens.
"Who still remembers it?" a thought murmured in her mind
Turning the card, tears rolled.
'Hope you like it. This is meant to be a surprise for you. I still don't have the courage to face you to tell you this all these years. But, I love you. I don't know when it started but i just love you. I know you might not even notice me in your life at all, but its alright. I am not asking you to accept my love.
I just want to make you feel special because you are special to me.
There is no need for you to give me any form of reply for all these. I am doing all these because i don't want to lie to myself anymore. I just want you to be happy.
Even if it means to watch you smile at a distant, it is already good enough for me.
Love you,
xx'
She didn't realise all these years, someone actually love her so deeply.
Then the lights came on. Not the lamps, but small little dim christmas tree lights lit up on the trees in front of her.
"Only when you are happy, then its all worth it"
The evening wind blew into her face, drawing tears down her cheeks.
She turn and look, trying to find him.
He was no where to be seem.
"That's good enough"
He said to himself as he watch her leave from a distant.
He already know the outcome of this.
He has already cross the line of love.
He doesn't need recognition nor acceptance for his love.
All he wants is just her smile.
That's good enough.
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My friend look at me in the eye and told me that no one in this world, in his right mind, would be able to live happily seeing the person he loves lie in the arms of another guy. Nor is he able to love someone from a distance.
Its all too idealistic. No one can love unconditionally, he said.
I did not deny it nor did i agree with him.
Sometimes, when love becomes a form of possession or requires a form of recognition, the line blurred.
Responsibility love.
I realised that only when you can love someone enough to let he or she go, then you can love her totally and unconditionally.
Not saying that you are willing to do irrational things for he or she, but to love without 'terms and condition applied'
In any case, this is just my little humble opinion.
Being irrational in loving is being rational in love.
~Mr Jen has spoken.