Hello, it's been a while, isn't it?
I've been so busy with life........ well if you consider reading books and watching tv series are life then yes, I've been busy with life. I don't even know how many books I've finished since the holiday started, I lost count. I've read so much that I wish I lived in their world instead of my world. I wish I were the main character in the most recent book I've read. Why can't real life be as easy and as wonderful as life in books? Why can't we end up having our own fairy-tale? Why can't we have that kind of love that only exists in books? That kind of love that can cure cancer and bring this world into peace. Does that kind of love even exist in real life? I never know but I wouldn't mind dying to try that kind of love.

It always fascinates me; the idea of falling in love and the concept of love itself. Books always describe love as something so wonderful, so beautiful, so magical and perhaps, books make me fall in love with the concept of love, the idea of it.

In most books, the writers usually tell us that when you love someone, you'd feel butterflies dancing freely in your belly, you'd see the brightest star in his/her eyes, you'd feel fireworks exploding in your chest whenever he/she looks at you, you'd feel tingles running down your skin whenever he/she holds your hand, you'd feel your cheeks turn crimson whenever he/she compliments you, you'd feel your eyes twinkle in happiness just because of his/her presence, you'd feel whole...as if you were a puzzle and he/she were your missing piece. You'd feel complete, happy, and for once, you'd feel like your life is finally worth living. It's like you have finally found the purpose of your existence in this world, it feels like you were sent to be with him/her, to be one against the world, to protect each other, to die for each other, to be each other's source of happiness.
I'm so in love with all that ideas above, so so in love and I'd die to have only a glimpse of that kind of love.

But does that kind of love really exist in real life? Do the butterflies, the tingles, the goosebumps, the chills, and the fireworks really exist? Would people really die to protect their loved ones?

I hope it does exist. Just the thought of having that kind of love already makes me so giddy.