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What Can I do to Love By: Oj.Thorpe


Hello, it another weekend. I guess you had a great week. This week's piece is titled; ‘’What Can I do to Love’’

Is love really a beautiful thing?

Does true love exist?

How can I learn to love?

This where the questions she asked during the conversation. At first, I was mute. I couldn’t say a word, but just gave a calm smile and listened to her side of the conversation. It goes thus;

I find it hard to fall in love. In fact, I don’t know how it feels. I have dated more than fifteen guys, but wasn’t in love with any of them. I dated them because of the fun of dating and having a companion to just while away time with and you trust what your friends would say if you were the only one single among them.

 After being in a relationship for two months, I tend to lose interest in the whole thing called love. It becomes boring and this would lead to issues arising during the early stages of dating as I thought it was normal or was just my age then.

Presently, I would be 30years in a few months' time and I don’t have a serious relationship. I want to get married and have kids of my own.

What can I do to Love?

Comments

  1. Mr Dennyz21 October 2017 at 06:20

    Hmmm! Love is a beautiful thing, and until you start seeing seeing it as such, you'll never love. The truth is, there's nothing you can do to love, Love is a sweet natural thing, it comes freely. The only thing you can do is talk to your heart'. Make your heart soft and open to love. Although attimmes, it's difficult to love, but then again, it's sweet to love. And finally, Love does not recognises age. Maybe that true love hasn't showed up yet, when it does, the heart will know and the body will respond. GIVE IT MORE TIME.

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