Love Fool

Many have tried to look for it. A few had been successful. Some fake it. Some really find it, for real. But once found, it doesn't end there. It will be another part of the vicious cycle of endurance and compromise for it to work out. And when it does just not work out, you're in to a one hell of a heartbreak. Silly thing they call it love.

But it keeps us together. Bonded. That what makes us human. The ability to feel the sparks, the tingling sensation, the hurt, the pain and the painstaking system of moving on. It's all part of the deal.

I am writing this blog as tribute to a friend - Ching, who recently got her docile heart broken. Suddenly and unexpectedly. She has been suffering from that constant sobs for almost a while now. A fragile heart, she optimistically tries to move forward after the aches and scars of the experience. I cannot blame her. It was a collection of her firsts. And this also happens to be her first break up moment away from her support system - family, as she is here with us in Singapore.

She is a gentle spirit. I know she will move on. She better keep on trying. She cannot be in that dark nook forever. I know she won't stay in the dark. She just needs time to process everything and sort things out herself. No matter how cliche this is, 'time heals all wounds'. I should know as I had just gotten over from a serious first heartbreak.

It was not a walk in the park. Actually, it was more like running behind a pit bull to save yourself from rabies.