The power of a glance has been so much abused in love stories, that it has come to be disbelieved in. Few people dare now to say that two beings have fallen in love because they have looked at each other. Yet it is in this way that love begins, and in this way only. The rest is only the rest, and comes afterwards. Nothing is more real than these great shocks which two souls give each other in exchanging this spark.
-Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
People think that I am manly and also independent. However, do they know that I am just building a hard surface, covering my belittled heart. I feel lonely too but I don’t want to be clingy. I am afraid to explore the streets by myself but I don’t have friends or I don’t want to ask them to accompany me because they have a life. I want to be loved too like how I love people around me. Just because I don’t act or say it out loud, that doesn’t mean that they can disregard my care and affection to people. This is just what I hate with people, well one of it.