I used to believe love never existed. I have argued this severally on countless occasions with my friends and parents. I do use the word “I love you” regularly with ladies because I find no useful meaning to it until life experience made me witness the beauty of life and the darkest of life in one person.
Photo by Anastasia Shuraeva from Pexels
I remember when I was young, my dad did buy my mom gifts and always made her happy even though every day was not perfect, they fought sometimes due to disagreements on decisions but my mom always supported me even though she ain't comfortable with it. I witnessed him shower her with gifts and care, I thought of this as just being a sign of appreciation and care, my dad has towards my mom for taking care of us and cooking her good meals. On days like this, my elder sis always smiles and we often make jokes about this special moment, I never thought of it as an appreciation of the love my dad has for my mom. I knew nothing about love.
Getting to school, I was regarded as one of the most handsome guys at my level and also in the school. I had so many ladies who wanted to be mine but I had little interest in ladies and the ladies I had interest in already have another guy or either serious with life than I am. I am very good at teasing ladies. Throughout my year in school, I never had a single girlfriend but toward my end year in school, I experienced a lady whom I had no interest in but wanted to know more about me and also wanted to be mine. I did not want to be serious then until a friend of mine who happens to be my very close friend told me that I should give my trial and see if it would work out or not. Then I gave it a try days and months passed and this lady took care of me like I was the only one she knew and understood. I started to develop feelings for her, I had little understanding about love, and my feelings were very overwhelming and I started to act over protective and overwhelming to her, I did not allow her to go out, meets friends or relate with too many people then later we had a clash and she said she wasn't interested again that the feelings had left her already. I felt my world was incomplete, I didn't know what to do and I did not want to beg her to stay, if she finds happiness without me she should leave, her happiness is key to me.
Photo by Wendy Wei from Pexels
Days after day I couldn't get myself and I lost real focus on a lot of things around me, before I slept I spent hours thinking about her even after I woke up I spent hours thinking about her. I later concluded that there must be something I can be able to use to distract my mind from this because I knew if it continued like this It would be very hard for me To recover back or it could cause serious damage to me either mentally or physically.
Music became my only means of distraction and healing antidote. Travis Scott and several old artists listening to the beats and lyrics helps to ease my mind. Music helped my life at this moment, and now I don't even care about anything that is not bothered about me. Music healed me it can heal you too.
Travis Scott has one of the best songs I love listening to, and I listen to it several times to Heal my thoughts.
This is My Entry to #inleo #Novemberinleo Day 9, You Can Participate By Clicking Here*
Thank you for Reading My Post
Posted Using InLeo Alpha