"Have you ever stopped asking if you have found the one and instead asked yourself if you were the one?"
This was the time when I asked Darnel about how do I know if DA is the one. He threw this at me with the tone he usually uses for me when he's exasperated for my acting like a third-grader.
He's right, of course. I've never asked this myself, if I was ever "the one" for the few relationships I've had - JS, AK, JL...maybe even DA. I mean, if I ever was the one, why didn't any of them last?
Not that DA is a closed book, but am getting frustrated minute by minute when thinking about what doesn't work for us.
It's a case of outside looking in, I guess. Selfish that I am, it was always about me. But still, at the rate my world is moving, it's hardly surprising I think this way.
Options. Effort.Self-preservation.
The first 2 I am willing to compromise on, relax my assumptions a little. But self-preservation? Isn't that our primary instinct? It's like we're hard-wired to protect ourselves from harm.
So I guess I'll be asking "Are you the one?" for a while.
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2 comments:
i agree with thea....and besides i was sure i was the one for someone but as it turned out he was not the one for me...and the one that i thought was the one...tsk tsk...broke my heart so tantanan ang the one...manood ka ng jet li hahahahaha
btw am so confuse na with all the initials ha! cant keep track na
Okay fag hags...I agree, walang "ONE". Or to be precise, walang isang "One"...marami sila.
FIrst One
Second One
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Fiftieth One
Where does it end? Nowhere.
And for the initials, tama ka, confusing na nga even for me. He he but since I've broadcasted my blog addy sa Friendster and God knows where else, it would be better if I just use initials instead of names...for their sake na rin he he he
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