Love and commitment is a choice.
I read this online and thought how much it makes sense.
Love is not something that just happens. You choose who you want to give your heart to. You choose who you wanna wake up to for the rest of your life.
I seriously cannot imagine not having Josh in my life right now, and I never once regretted replying to his persistent messages on myspace.
Yes, he's not the most perfect guy in this world (he leaves his clothes all over the place, works all the time etc.), but I know he would fight for me and choose me at the end of the day, just as how I would too.
And yeah, even though there are days when I would be so in love with him while other days I can be really bitchy to him, but I know he loves me no matter what and wants to be the best person he can be.
All I know is that I'm fortunate to be loved by him, who doesn't mind if I put on a few pounds, grew a few pimples, not put makeup on, dresses like a frumpy old lady sometimes, throw tantrums because I don't get my way etc.
And I love him even though he hunches when he walks, doesn't dress fashionably, put on a few pounds, work all the time just so that we can have a better life etc.
I choose you, Josh, and I choose us. ❤
Love is not something that just happens. You choose who you want to give your heart to. You choose who you wanna wake up to for the rest of your life.
I seriously cannot imagine not having Josh in my life right now, and I never once regretted replying to his persistent messages on myspace.
Yes, he's not the most perfect guy in this world (he leaves his clothes all over the place, works all the time etc.), but I know he would fight for me and choose me at the end of the day, just as how I would too.
And yeah, even though there are days when I would be so in love with him while other days I can be really bitchy to him, but I know he loves me no matter what and wants to be the best person he can be.
All I know is that I'm fortunate to be loved by him, who doesn't mind if I put on a few pounds, grew a few pimples, not put makeup on, dresses like a frumpy old lady sometimes, throw tantrums because I don't get my way etc.
And I love him even though he hunches when he walks, doesn't dress fashionably, put on a few pounds, work all the time just so that we can have a better life etc.
I choose you, Josh, and I choose us. ❤