Do you remember when you first fell in love?
I don’t. I can never place the exact moment I fall in love. I just know that I am in love with this person one minute. To me it’s one of the strangest feelings at first, knowing that you’re in love with someone but not telling them. It’s like you’re keeping the biggest secret ever and also it doesn’t matter at all. Love to everyone can mean a thousand different things. I think depending on your life experiences it changes your views on love. To me love is those in between stages where your not with that person but the space you know they could be filling right then is a black hole slowly sucking you into it. And you know once it’s got you all other things you meant to be doing instead of just thinking about how that person’s hair is the best hair you’ve ever seen or how they just know exactly what to say to you to keep you happy are definitely not going to be happening anytime soon. So for me it’s hard to pin point the exact moment I fall in love.
I only wanted to write this today because I think I am in fact falling in love with someone, and I’m not going to lie to you and tell you that oh my gosh I’m so happy, because honestly I’m scared. This commitment I’m about to make by loving this person is going to be tough. Love isn’t easy but it’s always worth it.
Sorry for the short post, but it’s 1:30am and I’m currently in that black hole, but oh well. Remember if you guys and gals ever need anyone to talk to I’m always here. Also please let me know your definitions of loving, or just tell me anything at all. With that said. Wishing you all luck and love.
