Oh, desire. Everyone has them—a desire to be successful, a desire to be famous, sometimes even a desire for a person.
But what is my greatest desire?
Believe it or not, my greatest desire is to find true love. Sometimes I’m embarrassed to admit it, sometimes I feel like it’s just the most honest thing to say. I don’t know. Maybe I really am an incurable romantic.
Even if sometimes I lose my faith in finding what I deserve (true love) because of my frequent heartbreaks, for some reason I still hang on and keep on believing that one day my day will really come. Despite being content with loneliness, I still write about love even if the tempting hands of Cynicism lure me to his company.
I desire love. Isn’t that what we’re here for—to find someone who accompanies you in a world of distraught and hate and confusion? I believe that love’s one of our purposes here in this world. And it’s my desire to fulfill that purpose.
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