I Love You.

It's been a while since I last posted an entry on my blog. I was busy for the past month. For the first two weeks of the month I had to prepare and sit for my final exams. Immediately after my finals were over (the next working Monday) I had to report to a law firm smack in the middle of Kuala Lumpur to undergo my 3 month legal attachment.

It's 4.35 PM and it's about to rain. In front of me is large glass pane, probably around twelve feet high that acts as a window to the outside world and also as a wall. I can see trees swaying left and right (the wind is pretty strong). I can also see people walking in and out of buildings and just now a bird flew right past by my line of sight.

It's about to rain soon. I can hear thunder, booming and breaking the silence of my office. Everything is so quiet here. I'm listening to The Googoo Dolls' Iris. I love that song. As Johnny Rzeznik sings the opening verse of Iris, all of a sudden my mind flies to a secret place in my head where I keep my heart.

I'm a hopeless romantic. I look around and everything around me reminds me of romance. I could spend hours just sitting on my bed listening to romantic songs, secretly wishing that I'd get the chance to sing it to someone special (who wont throw a shoe at me for having such a horrible voice). When I look at old couples holding hands all I see is everlasting love while others around me would go ew.

What is love? What is my definition of love? I don't have an exact definition of love. I cannot define love. To define love simply means to constrain it. Love is a concept, a feeling so complex, so passionate, so breathtaking, it is undefinable. 

Love can be seen all around us. It can be seen when a couple kiss each other, when a wife kisses her husband's hand before he leaves for work or when a mother hugs her children before they leave for school. However, love is not always visible. Sometimes the most purest of love is not even visible, it's existence kept secret by a fictional facade.

There is only one way to fully understand the true meaning of love. That one way is to experience it.

If I absolutely had to define love, I can only think of one answer.


Iris
And I'd give up forever to touch you
Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now

And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
Cause sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight

And I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything seems like the movies
Yeah you bleed just to know your alive

And I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am