Tuesday, April 11, 2017

Fuck boys

I admit that I am one of those who are against fuck boys but at one point or another I am guilty in teasing and  fool around with some of them. Most of the guys I  personally know are fuck boys and it's either they know they  are or they don't, others are in denial that  they are. What's the thing about them aside from leading on random and numerous  girls is that they once were that "faithful lover" who was deeply hurt and pained from being truthful with  love. They are vulnerable than we think they are. Yes, they may be after that earthly pleasure satisfying their natural need as a man but we don't know that  behind everything they  do deep inside there's is that Prince Charming that they chose to bury deep within, all because of love's tragedy. They may want to hit on girls that they find appealing but the truth is that they're after that girl who without a second thought turn them down (no, I'm not referring to those hard-to-get type who would eventually give in after being happily contented with the guy constantly begging and showering her with flowery  words), or maybe that girl whom they fooled around with but has that tiny hope in their heart that it could lead to something else than just this. That girl who knows that they are a fuck boy, that girl who at times would surprisingly be naughty with him just by teasing him, that their heart is somehow still broken and that they are still hurting, that girl who'd look at them with appreciation and not pity, and knows that they are hiding behind this guy whom they choose to let everyone see but despite all of that would undeniably accept them wholeheartedly, not holding it against them. She wouldn't try to change you  and you wouldn't change because of her either. You will change because you choose to change. You will one day choose to change because now, once again you believe in love. But the best  reason to change is  because you believe in love not because anyone made you believe in it again but because you've accepted the fact from  things that happened in the past, you may not have fully moved on and healed but you've learn to let go and start anew. Know that it's the person who used love to hurt you but it's not love itself that hurt you, so don't hate it and don't lose faith in it.

And now I sit here wondering why these ex-love of these fuck boys hurt them. Let me tell you that there are lot of girls out there who dreams and wishes for someone like him and who'd love to sit right next to him, cuddle, share laughs, cherish every moment with that guy whose heart you chose to break. It always comes with ones choice that leaves an imprint to most of us, a permanent scar. You don't know how lucky you were for having him loved you  with all the love he has in his heart. You didn't just wasted that glass full of water, you broke the glass itself leaving everything empty and fall into broken pieces. The tiny particles of which can never be found nor replaced and no matter what we do, it can never be whole again. It seems like you don't know how lucky you were and now, you'll never know how blessed you  are all because you let him go. You broke up or you may have dumped him for a reason but was that worth it? Letting go of someone who wouldn't have given up on you.

But hey, the thing is that there's still someone out there who'd pick them up even though they know they'll have to deal with  all the unexpected pain it brings. She won't try to fix you but she'd love you with both the part of you that is broken and whole. It may not be soon enough that you'd come to realize all this. You're hurting so much that you turned yourself into someone you never want to be; at least now you know how much your ability is in love. Don't hurt girls just because one or several of them hurt you. You're silently falling like a piece of paper swiftly hitting the ground and at times go where the wind takes you. It takes the perfect timing for the right love to come. "Love sought after is good, but given unsought is better." (Shakespeare)

(NOVEMBER 2015)

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