1.03am

You are twenty-five and I am eighteen. We are seven years apart, and I cannot believe myself for having a feeling towards someone who is much older than I am. I had always wondered how two lovebirds with a wide range of age between them could easily fell for each other, and now I understand. Love is not a matter of age, it doesn't hold a barrier based on a physical quantity. It all falls down to how unique that person is to another. It's amazing how you can change the perspective you have towards the other person when you start to realize that your eyes sparkle when you see him. Every bad label everyone else has on him, you convince them that they look good on whatever looks he has. In the end it's not about the appearance anymore, it's about what he keeps in his heart. How he perceives you and understands you.

True, appearance comes first. However it's debatable. When you fall deep for how he talks to you, appearance comes second. If he maintains on what he's doing for you and you think that it's good, his physique is far gone from your mind. That's when you know how pure love is that you have for him because it's crystal clear, that the reason you love him is from the heart itself. I know. Love is infinite and it is universal. Love between two people is possible when you have the courage to make a move, be it a man or a woman. When things don't quite go your way, try a different approach or just throw them away. Get something else done, move on until you find a new path intersecting your own.

Despite all the positive rants I am telling myself though, a bit of sadness still dwells.

Do you have the same feeling towards me as I have for you?

i.k