"We can survive without love right?" This statement belongs to one of the smses from Kania. I can neither agree nor disagree with her on that. Love, the word with many definitions. The term that is so hard to comprehend. What is it exactly?

I once thought I knew it. Very well. I gave my all in that something called love. I expected something in return - love. I tried my best to love and I did all I could. However, all I got was rejection. I know not why. Many asked me to let go and told me that someday I'd find someone who will appreciate this piece of love that I am offering. I was stubborn then. I held on. It was not an ideal decision. Sometimes I just had to lie to myself in order to motivate me. But a lie is always a lie. It helped nothing but prolonged my agony. I believed in another thing called "Wait". For that word, I held on again and again but fell down after each time. I got all those upon myself and I deserved it.

No, that was not love. Perhaps only a one-sided one.

Then I realised that giving up was no longer a choice for me. But an obligation. And that concluded the "love" that I once thought was. That ended off with my secondary school life. But I have no regrets at all. Because... I'd still treasure the memories I had living with that definition of love.

Life wasn't easy at the first place. Little people can adapt to changes in their lives. It was like leaving your most treasured possession behind and carry on with life without looking back at all. However, one can't always live in an illusion. There is something called reality and that's what everyone should face. She's never mine and never will she be mine. Stubborness will only make life miserable. And because of this, I am adapting to life without her.

Actually staying single isn't a bad thing. You will realised that you start to have a wider circle of friends and you can talk freely to them without having to worry about committment. And it is often said that friends are the ones who know you better compared to lover. I do not know whether it's true - I've never had a lover. At least I felt better hanging out with friends.

Maybe I am too young. Not matured enough to talk about true love. Perhaps friendship would be a good topic for me to start with. Having fun and spending time with them, knowing them and guiding each other along the way. And well, I get to know more about them like I never had before. Sometimes catching up with friends appear to be the most meaningful parts of life. It's just a matter of perspective, isn't it?

Casting love aside. Singlehood rocks.