UNEDITED SAMPLE LITERARY ARTICLE
By Jonathan Rod Sitchon De Guzman
II-Robert Hooke
If I love you; will you love me in return? If I say this; will you accept me? All I can hear are the poignant memories in my head. Wherever I go, wherever I hide; these sorrowful experiences keeps on lurking. While I’m searching for answers, answers that would lead me to you, answers that may help ease the pain inside me, I understand that maybe these answers does not exist at all. I tried as hard as I can to seek these answers only to find myself in a dark room, a room that has no way out, a room full of sorrow and remorse. Am I just awful? or maybe I’m not your type? or just plain unlucky?
On certain moments of my life, fear, remorse, curiosity and anger dominated me. Adversity stroke again and it made me so bewildered, bewildered in a way that you would not accept me. Is this the destiny I chose? Even the strongest man becomes weak through hardships like this.
I can still picture the very first moment I set my eyes on you. You’re charming giggles and that oh so sweet smile, so sweet smile. I may forget things in my life but certainly not you. I remembered when we got to know each other, your words sends my body to my knees. I noticed that I loved you starting from the start. My heart pounds triple time whenever I talk to you. I feel like I’m up on cloud nine when you’re with me.
I can’t help it!
My love for you seems endless. I know we’ve been together for just a little while, yet I realized that you’re that special something in me. You’re that cherry on top you’re the icing on my cake; you’re the missing piece on the jigsaw puzzle called my heart.
You’re the only one who’s holding the key to my heart. But then, I realized that you love another person. A scene I almost died thinking of.
What did I do to deserve this?
I never knew what hit me. It pierced through my heart like a thousand arrows struck at it. Is this the compensation for all the love I gave to you? I love you. I love you! Please don’t do this.
It seems that I cannot stop you. I hope that you will be happy for what you chose.
I never expected it would be like this. I thought you were my dream come true but no, definitely you’re not.
Whoever said that loving is hard?
Loving is easy; to be loved is the hard part.
Saturday, August 16, 2008
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