On love
I guess it'll be a cryptic post, but who really cares.
I've got so much to say about life and love right now. It's all kind of hitting me at once. How, you find someone, and it just fits. I've never experienced that before. Never before have I found someone who shares my interests, fears, or goals like he does. It's mind-blowing, really. I've never really believed in that whole "one person out there for you" thing. I've always thought that there are a lot of people out there that I could be happy with, and the trick is being able to tolerate it for long periods of time through thick and thin. And I've found that with a couple of people. I've found two guys in my life that I could have done that with, and we made it through thick and thin and I would have been happy with them. But this is... different.
It's like something inside me and has switched on. I'm doing better in school, I have more energy, I'm more motivated. The best feeling in the world is lying next to him at night and knowing that he's going to be there when I wake up. I'm not worried anymore about whether he's going to be there tomorrow or the next day- I know he will be. Is that love? Is it infatuation? What do you call that? I can't imagine not knowing him- not having him in my life. It's not like it wouldn't keep going... I would definitely still be taking classes and struggling and managing and doing the stuff I'm doing. But everything's just a little bit brighter now- like the world suddenly got more colorful. I don't know what you call that.
It's funny how I knew instantaneously that we fit. I've always looked at my parents and wondered how they went from the first date to marriage in six months. And honestly, I get it now. I understand that once you find someone that just FITS. And I've found somebody like that. It's pretty unbelievable to tell you the truth.
I'm usually so cautious at the beginning of relationships- pessimistic about how it will end, or if we'll even go on another date. I always see the bad things that creep up, and tend to pick fights or just let the problem stew and get angry. But we actually talk about it. Disagreements get hashed out and we actually say "sorry" And it doesn't happen again. He's respectful too, of the things that make me uncomfortable. And I can trust him. It's so different from what I've been used to. I'm starting to trust again, and while it's a little scary, I think it's going to be okay. I really believe him when he says he won't deceive me.
Is that love? I'm trying to figure it out. I've got someone who is crazy about me. He's handsome and genuinely nice and brilliant and funny and social. We share passions in sports and singing. It's like God picked somebody out just for me, and no one else. But we've been dating for two months. That's the catch. It's been such a short period of time, and people change, or their true character shows through or things just happen and people drift apart. Can I still call it love? Can I really truly love someone if I've only known them for three months? How do you reconcile that? What kind of commitment can you really make if you can count the number of weeks you've ben dating on two hands?
And yet, we fit. It's so obvious that we fit. And maybe that's all I need to know.
-carrie
I've got so much to say about life and love right now. It's all kind of hitting me at once. How, you find someone, and it just fits. I've never experienced that before. Never before have I found someone who shares my interests, fears, or goals like he does. It's mind-blowing, really. I've never really believed in that whole "one person out there for you" thing. I've always thought that there are a lot of people out there that I could be happy with, and the trick is being able to tolerate it for long periods of time through thick and thin. And I've found that with a couple of people. I've found two guys in my life that I could have done that with, and we made it through thick and thin and I would have been happy with them. But this is... different.
It's like something inside me and has switched on. I'm doing better in school, I have more energy, I'm more motivated. The best feeling in the world is lying next to him at night and knowing that he's going to be there when I wake up. I'm not worried anymore about whether he's going to be there tomorrow or the next day- I know he will be. Is that love? Is it infatuation? What do you call that? I can't imagine not knowing him- not having him in my life. It's not like it wouldn't keep going... I would definitely still be taking classes and struggling and managing and doing the stuff I'm doing. But everything's just a little bit brighter now- like the world suddenly got more colorful. I don't know what you call that.
It's funny how I knew instantaneously that we fit. I've always looked at my parents and wondered how they went from the first date to marriage in six months. And honestly, I get it now. I understand that once you find someone that just FITS. And I've found somebody like that. It's pretty unbelievable to tell you the truth.
I'm usually so cautious at the beginning of relationships- pessimistic about how it will end, or if we'll even go on another date. I always see the bad things that creep up, and tend to pick fights or just let the problem stew and get angry. But we actually talk about it. Disagreements get hashed out and we actually say "sorry" And it doesn't happen again. He's respectful too, of the things that make me uncomfortable. And I can trust him. It's so different from what I've been used to. I'm starting to trust again, and while it's a little scary, I think it's going to be okay. I really believe him when he says he won't deceive me.
Is that love? I'm trying to figure it out. I've got someone who is crazy about me. He's handsome and genuinely nice and brilliant and funny and social. We share passions in sports and singing. It's like God picked somebody out just for me, and no one else. But we've been dating for two months. That's the catch. It's been such a short period of time, and people change, or their true character shows through or things just happen and people drift apart. Can I still call it love? Can I really truly love someone if I've only known them for three months? How do you reconcile that? What kind of commitment can you really make if you can count the number of weeks you've ben dating on two hands?
And yet, we fit. It's so obvious that we fit. And maybe that's all I need to know.
-carrie