Yesterday I went to see (another) Yovie Widianto’s gig in Social Media Festival 2013. That was the third Yovie’s gig I went to in the past two months. I’m a big fan, of course, but seeing three gigs in less than 6 weeks is quite a lot. I still love the lovey dovey songs, the amazing vocals, the show off session on the piano (jealousy overload, sir!), and other things from the performance. But yesterday, instead of singing along to the songs -which I shamelessly admit to know every word by heart, I wandered away with my thoughts.
Wouldn’t it be great if those songs actually mean something?
Yes, at some point, I do miss falling in love; going gaga for a particular person, or at least just feeling the butterflies inside my tummy and not being able to control my giggles.
In the same evening, I told my buddy that I actually enjoy being single and my weekends do feel much more interesting than they had been when I was with someone. “Yeah, but at times we just cant help but missing having someone to share some moments, right?” he asked. And boy was he right.
Don’t get me wrong, I am happy and content. Believe me, hearing that from someone who bitches at almost everything is something big. I finally understand the “I just don’t want a bf/gf at the moment’ cliche and I can laugh at miserable people moaning about being single and bored on Saturday nights (seriously, people, how can you? don’t you have TV series to binge watch or friends to hang with?); but I cant stop myself from wanting the flowery experience all over again. I mean, being head over heels for someone -even your idol- is pretty awesome, right?
Maybe I (and some of you) should just wait for the magical moments to come and for the unreasonable good feelings to knock. And yes, I do know waiting sucks, but hey, maybe the waiting time will make everything worth it. Who knows?
In the mean time, lets just eat puddings and spend times with our loved ones.
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