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Some people are made for love and some people aren't. Some people are meant to fall in love and be successful and some are meant to fail. I am the second one. Is not made for love and is made to fail. I may be a born leader, a born writer, a born musician, a born scientist, or whatever. But I am not a born-lover or atleast that's what I see. I see it unfolding beneath my eyes. I see what faith (or God) wants me to see (I think so). I can see what I would be.
I see that I'm never made for these stuff. I can see that I'm not made to be a great lover but a great friend I am. Everyone of my friends in the Philippines would agree (they are the only ones who really knows me or most of me). They would like me by their side as a friend, an ally forever. Not their partner. Two very similar terms but nevertheless different. No matter how I try to avert my attention from these things, it is entirely unavoidable. How can I avoid the extremely obvious?
My qualities as a being proves or supports this theory. When I fall in love, I really FALL (literally) in love. I'm no fun to be with. I'm a loner. I'm shy. My eyes are hostile to newcomers who aren't used to it. I don't talk much. I read books. I love to philosophize. I am too romantic when I fall in love but too shy (or torpe) to make a move. I'm not handsome. and to top it all of, I'm not athletic.
There above is a summary of my qualities. There above are proofs. All of ya'll ladies probably know why I am thinking of this. I can read human psychology. I know when someone like me or when someone smiles or laughs genuinely. These things I have studied with the access of worldly knowledge (otherwise known as World Wide Web).
Anyway, some people are just made for being friends and some as lovers, love partners. I wish I wasn't but this is who I am. I guess it would be beneficial to just focus on the things I am good at and acquiesce to ignore things I'm not excellent at.