I want one
I want romance life story. At least one. One that like a novel story or rom-com movie or comic story.
I read about a girl that meet a young billionaire. They met at the club. A young beautiful innocent girl met the masculine handsome sharp man. They liked each other. And just like a dream come true. They got married. Have a great sex life. Traveling a lot. Do whatever they want to do. And happily ever after.
Or they could be break up. Because a lot of misunderstanding. Both feel how brokenhearted they were.
But that’s the point of falling in love. That the one I want. I can feel how is like to be loved. To give love. How it feels to be cared and to be caring. How it feels to be special. I want that one.
I met a lot of person I my life. But no such thing I ever felt.
Maybe I read too much. Reading make you feel lot of emotion. Emotion that you never felt before from people. But it also confused you. It make you comparing one into another feeling. You can’t decide your own feeling when you interact with the real person. Because you feel too much. Too sensitive.
I thought that’s the reason. I thought I dreamed too often. I have delusion for life that I wanted to live.
But I met lot of people and I felt lot of affection. Each of them give me other kind of affection. Other kind of love. But that all not what I want.
Once I thought I love someone. But that’s only in my mind. That’s my mind that wonder too many things doesn’t happened.