Harriet Nicholas is 20 years old. She is a final year fashion student living in the UK.
Harriet grew up in Brunei and won numerous short story competitions there. Despite having a strong love for writing, her ambition to be a designer was far greater. She moved to the UK four years ago to do her course and is currently living with her boyfriend, Kevin.
She is also a freelance illustrator and fashion writer. [February 2004]
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Adoration Is Not Love Harriet Nicholas
The more perfect people seem
The less chances you have of getting them
They are unreachable
They are gods
You mount on a pedestal
They frustrate you
They exite you
Jealousy, anger, pain and sadness
They make you feel emotionally drained
When they smile and politely say 'no'
Learn from this mistake
And next time, pull them down to your level
It gets lonely on that pedestal . . .
And eventhough you think they deserve
This adoration . . .
They are only human too
One alone cannot be perfect
We are all imperfect
But our imperfections
Can fit together
Like pieces of a jigsaw
Believe it or not . . .
Two wrongs can make a right
Never think yourself unworthy
We are all floundering
And the only perfection
Is the bonding of two hearts
Two bodies
Two souls
One mind
Such is love
And only you
Can make it work
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