Oct 09, 2011 23:22
A look into the love life of 18 year old Megan. Whenever something would happen with the guy I loved (my first love) I usually ended up writing about it in a journal. Well I found those journals today and here's a short entry I wrote about him and how I was feeling at the time.
"It’s an all consuming kind of love. Maybe it’s because he’s my first true love. All I know is he makes me feel more when I’m with him than when I’m with anyone else. Happy, sad, mad, alive. It’s everything and nothing and it’s beautiful. Sometimes it’s so frustrating I just want to give up, but I know I won’t because it’s him. I know he’s not perfect, but he’s perfect for me. We’re cut from the same cloth and our frayed ends won’t stop unraveling until we’re together. It’s scary, trusting someone enough to fall. But here I am, falling faster every time I see him. Falling more and more in love. ~MS"
real life,
journal entries,
my own writing,
past relationships