Nga Le Phuong
Stories (1/0)
Suddenly realizing that I am still small and not pretending...
I accidentally stumbled upon a video on Facebook with the content: "When someone likes you or confesses their feelings, do you feel happy? When I was in middle school and high school, I thought that the feeling of someone liking me, regardless of whether I liked them back or not, would surely bring me joy. It's like becoming the main character in a love story, where besides the leading man, there are countless supporting characters who are infatuated, pursue, and do anything for me. They even compete with each other to win my heart. That's how love is in movies. But as I grew up, I came to understand that when someone gives their affection to me, and does everything for me without expecting anything in return, that feeling becomes awkward and burdensome, almost like carrying a debt of emotions. If someone is already in my heart, I have no greed to seek the affection of another person. When someone likes me but I don't feel the same way, the more they try for me, the more touched I am, but it's just a sense of being moved, not love. Perhaps it takes going through the teenage years to truly understand that youth is a time when we selfishly live as much as we can. Sometimes I think the reason why love needs to go through such a big circle and pay such a high price is because it comes at the wrong time. When we finally have love, we lack wisdom, and by the time we have enough wisdom, we no longer have the energy to love with pure devotion. Even just having a crush feels so difficult now, so how can I love?"
By Nga Le Phuong11 months ago in Journal