Dec 13. Friday.
Hi soulmate. And i thought of you again. I wonder how are you now? I’m quite fine. Getting better after a revelation that was a blessing in disguise. I thank the Lord for it ended in time.
I know, it’ll be soon. I’ll soon meet you in God’s most perfect time. :)
Goooodbye. Prophecy revealed. Everything was just infatuation. I am freeing my mind with my thoughts of you. And i am going back to the state of being blank.
"Alas…I too have known love, that ruler of hearts, that soul of our soul: it’s never brought me anything except one kiss and twenty kicks in the rump. How could such a beautiful cause produce such an abominable effect on you?"
"With reference to a human being, one must cultivate inner beauty, the beauty of the soul. Otherwise, the more ornaments are put on, the more ugliness of one’s nature is revealed."
When i reached my 26th or 27th year, i know i’ll get marrried. I have a crazy gut feeling. I know we’ll get together soon my future love. Don’t know who you are but i’m excited. I am praying for you and dreaming of our future family. :)
When will this feeling end? I want this to stop but i just don’t know how to. If this will turn out as i expected, i will tolerate this on-and-off game. But if not, let it die a natural death.
I just felt to go to my mom’s closet and dig in her jewelry box. I saw a ring and it perfectly fits me.
When will someone put a ring on my finger? I’m too excited. I know that i am favored by God. It may not be too soon but i can wait. Maybe Mr.I-dont-know-who is still on his journey towards the right me. Maybe he’s just around the corner but still honing himself through the help of God to be mature enough. And on the other hand, I, is still on the process of knowing myself and exploring the world.
I’m excited to meet you. Or maybe I’ve met you already. We don’t know. But I am fervently praying for you, praying for us. I promise that I’ll make myself the best for the both of us. Quite hard but i’ll make it up to you.
P.S. I dont know why did i make this post. Maybe it’s just my soul who’s typing.