Words fail me. Actions, not so much.

Remember SHAfD? It's the first best fanfiction I've ever read. Should Have Asked for Directions has changed my perspective towards love. Also giving me high hopes about things like romance and relationship. That is why I underestimate people around me. Apparently they don't understand love and romance like I expected. Even so, I tolerate them because face it, we're young and foolish. We don't do serious things. Well at least people around me. They're just looking for some fun, I guess. And believe me I'm totally cool with that. What I'm trying to say here is that I don't do fun. I take these things seriously. Do blame SHAfD. I think that people around me aren't as amusing as people in those stories. I wish.

Let me tell you a little something about SHAfD. First of all, this fanfic is the most amazing fanfic I've ever read so far. Wow I need to read some more. I started reading this since it was so out and about, or should I say trendy at that moment. People talk about it with so much excitement and I was more than interested. Second of all, it was true. Everything that people say about this fic. About how amazing and emotional it is. It is indeed a briliant fic. I feel so much. My emotions oh lord. Do you believe that I actually cried on a scene in this story? Yes, when Leroy died. That was heartbreaking. When Hiram realized that Rachel was happy.And so many more. The point is, this story is heck of an awesome one. I can't believe it made me want to read Wuthering Heights. Silly Dylan. I love you. But, there was this quote that keeps bugging me all the time until now. Can you believe that? It's a quote from the character Quinn.

Words fail me. Actions, not so much.

Quinn was a writer. Well, not really. She was a reader, I guess. She was amazing. And that quote, I can relate to that. Quinn loved her soulmate so much that she couldn't describe it with words. She couldn't talk about how much she wanted her soulmate. When they got into a fight, Quinn couldn't talk about how they could fix it. Could they? Quinn couldn't talk. But she could show how she wanted it to be. She wanted to make up. So she would kiss her soulmate and forget about everything. And then they would have sex. It was a weird love life actually. It kept going that way until her soulmate has had enough. Quinn couldn't talk about how she felt. But she could show it from actions. From kisses and embraces. And weirdly, I feel a lot like Quinn.

I'm not a verbal person. Not at all. As soon as I try to spill words from my mouth, they won't come out. Even though I find that annoying sometimes, I think it's really not that bad. It helps me from saying the wrong things. But hell I've been thinking about what to say so many times. I haven't found the right words. Because maybe there aren't any words that could perfectly describe what I am going through. This isn't a phase. This isn't lust. This is what I'm currently feeling. And I'm not an easy person who thinks that love is just a thing. Love is love. And literally no words could ever describe what it's like. But if you ask me, it feels like being kissed and stabbed at the same time. So, yeah it hurts. But it's worth it. Oh and apparently Edward Cullen was right. Love is like a heroin. You couldn't help but to want it more. But there's a correction on that one. The person you love is the heroin. You won't be able to resist them. And at the same time, you want them more and more each day. So, yeah that is what I would say about love. And if you ask me if I had felt love, I'd say yes.

And it felt so heavenly good.