Love. What is it? Is it the sweet nothings whispered in the dark, the tender kisses, the romance, or perhaps the intimacy? No, it transcends all these. It is not deceit, nor is it unfulfilled promises. To me, love is sincerity and understanding.
Women are as diverse as the stars in the sky. Some bring joy and fulfillment, while others can be a source of sorrow. I once heard of a woman who, after signing a divorce paper without any apparent reason, drove her husband to the brink of suicide. Such is the complexity of human relationships.
In my college, there was a girl whose beauty was unparalleled. She was not just physically attractive but also intelligent and modest. Her demeanor was that of an innocent soul untouched by the world's corruption. I often thought of her as an angel, though I knew angels do not descend to date men on Earth. Her character suggested she would make an excellent wife, and I found myself inexplicably drawn to her.
Every time I invited her to my room, I was overwhelmed with shyness and confusion. I could never muster the courage to tell her how I felt. I constantly questioned myself: What if she was already seeing someone? What would her response be? Yet, I knew I had to act quickly if I wanted to win her heart.
My heart soared when she finally said "yes" to my proposal. It was the happiest day of my life. We became the envy of the campus, often referred to as the best couple. Our relationship was filled with joy and romance, and I cherished every moment we spent together.
However, our happiness was short-lived. Within a year, misunderstandings began to creep in. Her behavior changed, and she started dressing provocatively. Her beauty seemed to fade, and her stubbornness grew. Despite my efforts to advise her, she remained defiant, often saying, "This is me. This is my nature."
Forty-eight hours after surviving a near-fatal accident, I visited her with a friend. She showed no concern for my condition. Instead, she handed me back the engagement ring I had given her, saying, "It is over." Tears streamed down my face as I realized our relationship had come to an end.
Love, I have learned, can be a disguise or a game of chance. I am now wary of falling in love again, fearing it might ruin my life. I seek a woman who will support and care for me, much like my mother does. I want someone who will accept me for who I am, bring peace to my soul, and live in harmony with me. I do not want a woman who will think of separation or divorce at the first sign of trouble.
The girl in my college taught me valuable lessons about love and relationships. While our time together was brief, it left a lasting impact on my life. I now know what I seek in a partner and am determined to find someone who will stand by me through thick and thin.
Author Bio: DD Phil is a romance writer. His upcoming book, "How to Marry Your Spouse," delves into the intricacies of love and relationships. For more information, you can reach him at affectionatewriter@yahoo.com.
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