That (elusive) thing called 'Love'

Well I think it's elusive. Once in a while, it seems to be within reach, but *blink blink* and suddenly it's gone. *Poof*

I remember when I was younger, I used to day dream that one day I'll meet this great person. And we'll both fall in love.
And get married.
And have great kids.
And grow old together.
(You get the drift...)

But being the person I am today, I'd say.. "I was THAT naive?"

No no, I haven't given up on love. Err, not yet anyway.
Only.. lately I've been leaning towards being a believer that Love, well... it's one hell of a slippery thing.

I'm sure a LOT of people out there might disagree with me. Probably with these points:
1. I've found 'Love'. So it does exist. And I managed to catch it.

2. 'Love' is NOT everything in life. Learn to live without it, honey.

3. I've found 'Love' and I've lost it. And I'm still suffering from the pain. (I think I remember reading somewhere - can't recall though if it was supposed to be a sarcastic remark - "Those who said 'It is better to have loved and lost, than not to have loved at all' must not have been in love before.")

4. Etcetera, etcetera.


I guess what I'm trying to say is: Love is out there. Somewhere. It's just that I have yet the chance to say "I've found love."

So, until that day comes, I'll just keep on praying.
And keep on hoping.


And maybe, just maybe, it will be one day soon.