{ Hey everyone, its Anuzin here. Because of the events that happened, I’m going to go on ahead and make a post regarding something.
We all know its Valentines day, and its a day of love and all that. So let me just be someone to remind you, love isn’t always about gifts and fluttery feelings in your belly. It's not always buying chocolate candies or stuffed animals.
Sometimes it's waking up after a few hours, if only an hour, of sleep, because your love has woken up, shaking and crying and terrified because of a bad dream, a nightmare. Sometimes it's pulling their hair back as they vomit, and good luck if you have a weak stomach. Sometimes it's cleaning up after them when they get sick, or dressing them or brushing their hair when they can not. Sometimes it's seeing someone at their worst, physically and emotionally, and still realizing you wouldn’t want to go through life without them.
Sometimes, it's a harsh reality check that all those little flaws you get annoyed by, just simply don’t matter. It doesn’t matter if they panic easy or want you to help them talk with others. Maybe they smack when they eat, or they don’t pay attention to you as much as you would like when they’re playing a video game.
Little fights and I do mean little ones, not those that can actually be bad for your health and safety. But those little ones that don’t mean anything at all, you realize they really don’t mean anything. You realize how close you are with this person, how much they mean to you and suddenly, you just wake up.
I nearly lost the love of my life yesterday.
Yesterday, when I was told she nearly died, my heart stopped and suddenly plummeted into the pit of my stomach. Any composure I had previously, trying to say it was going to be okay, shattered.
I couldn’t stay in a waiting room, doing nothing, while she was in there, while she was in there and I nearly lost her, while naively thinking she was going to be okay.
I thought, and told myself, that I knew people would leave you. Over time it happens, either because of a falling out, or death. However, I had thought to myself, that she was simply untouchable. Our promises to stay by each other side infallible, simply because we made a point of always keeping our word to such a promise.
But that day, she was fragile. So undeniably fragile. My entire world fell in on itself, our future we planned, our lives, suddenly, it was like it was almost stolen from us.
It nearly was.
So please, whether you love someone platonically or romantically, let them know. Buy that necklace you think would look pretty on them, send that holiday card, give them that special something they’ve been eying and just been wanting to have.
After all, not that long ago, I replaced the ring she lost, and all through the time she was fighting to live, she wouldn’t dare let anyone remove it. It was her ground to reality, and because our rings were a pair, even for a stupid fandom, in the end, we were still somehow together.
Show a little love today, because one day, you may not get the chance to.}
