Love.
Well for the past few days I’ve been asking people what love means to them and how you know when you truly love someone.. And I’ve gotten a lot of different answers. And I guess what I’ve come down to is love doesn’t mean the same to everyone. Love is just.. Love. Its a lot of things. Giving someone your heart. For them to do what they want with. Break it or treasure it. It takes courage to tell someone you love them. And I’m not talking about a family member or anything. I’m talking head over heels, his and her towels, lets grow old together, heart stopping kind of love. The kind where you cant stop thinking about someone. And it really scares you. Its like Dr. Seuss says “You know you’re in love when you cant fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.” And it’s really amazing how true that is. Because when you’re in love nothing else should matter in that relationship. And to me.. I think that in your lifetime you’re going to love many people. And I know some people will tell you that you cant do that and that love is a special thing between two people. And yes. It is. But love is part of a relationship right? And you’ve got to work at relationships. So if you work hard enough at a relationship then.. wouldn’t you be in love? Some people believe in love at first sight. And honestly. I believe it. But I think that its full of shit. The first day of 9th grade was the day I met him. He had gorgeous brown eyes, a sexy sweet smile, and the prettiest hair I’ve seen on a guy. That was love at first sight. I know it . And I still believe that today. I knew I loved him. I still know I loved him. Not long after I met him we became best friends. We were inseparable. He told me things that he’d never told anyone else. Then he met her. She was a close friend and she changed him. She wasn’t suppose to fall for him. He was suppose to fall for me. But that didn’t happen. And she changed everything. We ended up getting in a fight and not talking. Now occasionally we talk. But its not the same. And it never will be. And I want to say I still love him. But I cant bring my self to say that. Because it only brings back painful memories. Sometimes I ask myself if I ever did really love him. Or was I just telling myself that because he was the most gorgeous guy I’d ever met? He’d meant the world for me. And at the time I gladly would have died for him. But as I was saying.. Love fades in time. Things change. Times. People. Loves. So it does take a relationship to have love. Real true head over heels love.
There are four valued questions in life: “What is sacred?” “Of what is the spirit made?” “What is worth dying for?” and “What is worth living for?”
And I honestly think that there is only one answer to all of those. And I think that its love. Because who would you die for? Someone you obviously love right?
They say love is one of the hardest things to say.. But one of the easiest to hear. I completely agree with that. I told my boyfriend I loved him yesterday. And it was probably one of the hardest things I’ve ever made myself say. I’m a pretty shrewd person. But when it comes to love I get scared. And I think most people do..
There are four valued questions in life: “What is sacred?” “Of what is the spirit made?” “What is worth dying for?” and “What is worth living for?”
And I honestly think that there is only one answer to all of those. And I think that its love. Because who would you die for? Someone you obviously love right?
They say love is one of the hardest things to say.. But one of the easiest to hear. I completely agree with that. I told my boyfriend I loved him yesterday. And it was probably one of the hardest things I’ve ever made myself say. I’m a pretty shrewd person. But when it comes to love I get scared. And I think most people do..