Back again.

This time round, it took me almost 4 mths to decide to pen down my thoughts. Maybe I didn't care enough anymore to want to talk about it. Maybe I'm too afraid to even think about it. Maybe I'm afraid I'll start myself back into the vicious cycle of the nights of endless tears and heartaches I've been going through for the past few months. Or maybe I'm still wishing that all these were nothing but a dream...

I think I've grown up a great deal over the past few months. I'm no longer in my fairytale world where fairydust exists and there's always happily everafters and forever and evers... True love prevails, oh please, spare me...

I've came to terms with life. The 'true love' that I believed in all my 25 years of life amounts to nothing but betrayal, lies, excuses, denials, finger-pointings, heartaches, nonchalance etc, etc. I've finally caved in to the theory of '10 out of 10'. The only constant in this world is CHANGE. It's sad but true. Man are ugly creatures of habits but at the same time they have insatiable curiosity, enough to sneak outta their comfort zone. Everybody thinks that they deserve better. Why not?? Everybody wants the best of both worlds. Have a plan B. Why not??

Love in my dictionary is, I mean was, a very powerful word. It overlooked flaws and mistakes and it made me give unconditionally. It led me into believing that 2 people could be tied together so strongly that the word 'Change' seemed totally irrelevant.

Now, this very same word makes me feel nothing but like a fool.

Disappointment, is perhaps the only thing that comes to my mind now when I think of the word ' Love'...

So tell me, true love, what is it? 1 kg how much???...................................