Dec 17, 2012 01:14
It's so easy not to think about what seven letters can mean. I know enough people including myself have said it enough without much thought to what it actually means. Love isn't something you can really explain or talk to someone about until they've experienced it. And love isn't always easy or simple or fun.
But when it is, when it is simple, easy, fun, amazing, and yours, it's not hard to see why wars were fought for it.
I've felt in love enough times before. I've been IN love only twice though. To me, there's a difference. Loving someone is hoping their always safe. You worry about them. You want them to be happy no matter what. Being in love, that's different. That's what you fall out of. Your never really stop loving someone if you really loved them but you can definitely stop being IN love them as quickly as you fell in love.
In love? That's needing them everyday. Missing them the moment they're gone. Wanting them to be happy, even if your not. That's making sure they're safe, even if your not. It's sacrifice, compromise, and disagreements. It's not something i take for granted, especially since once it was gone I didn't think i'd ever feel that way again.
I do though. It's a wonderful feeling. I forgot that. And this, this love is far more wonderful then any I think I've ever felt. It's just bliss lying together playing pokemon. It's perfect, cuddled up watching Bones. It's hilarious chasing each other around the kitchen. It's sweet, pointing out my favorite constellation. It's patience, resolving an argument. It's musical, singing songs in the car. It's quiet, taking naps on the couch. It's all mine.
Billy Creasy is a very special man. He isn't what you'd expect at first glance and that's part of his charm. He's very thoughtful in his actions. He's quick to say the wrong thing though but quicker to correct. He's sweeter than sugar, and it's not a bias exaggeration. If no one else on the planet ever sees what I see when he smiles at me and says I'm beautiful with my hair a complete mess than I'm perfectly okay with that. It simply means he'll always be mine.
I love you. I love you. I love you. It's so fun to say. I haven't gotten tired not once of typing it, saying it, whispering it, or yelling it. I hope I never do.
christmas,
love,
billy