Words of Innocence and Experience

She said to me when we grow older
Will we still need young love on our shoulders?
Does it just fade away? Will we ever know?
–Robbie Williams “Win Some Lose Some”

I bought a cup of black tea to have along with my breakfast this morning. When I took a sip, I was astonished to find that it was cold. Inasmuch as I love black tea, a cold cup of it did not appeal to me much on this chilly day. Later I took it with me to the class, and I knew that I wanted it to be hotter. Therefore, I poured out some of the tea and put in some hot water. Its taste was, of course, diluted, yet that was what I wanted.

Is it the same with love? I am quite sure what kind of love I truly yearn for. It seems impossible for me to find my Mr. Right for the time being, and I have a candidate now, with whom I would like to share my fleeting youthful days. I am dying to taste the strong flavors of young love. However, is my impatience wrong?

I’m fully aware that my candidate at present is not the ideal person for me. He is like the cold black tea, which I adored but was not suitable for my needs. If I wait a little longer, the added hot water would definitely be rewarding, even though the flavor is impossible to be as strong.

If only love were as simple as a cup of tea!