One thing I do have though is love. That is something that not even fear can prevent me from showing, I am in love. I have been for so long.
See the craziest thing about being in love is that you have so many downsides to counter the upsides. Every great love story has heartache, forgiveness, more heartache and passion. I have been in love for so long, it is almost second nature. Oh but you cannot get comfortable with love because that is when it becomes boring and plain. Once the passion is lost, the love will then become lost… and no one wants that to happen. I hate stupid cheesy love quotes and over dramatic movies written about two people who have the perfect love story. Yes, I do cry to them and Yes, I do say “Aww” at every directed moment but they don’t make me feel anything after it is over. The love stories that are tragic with a heartfelt meaning, those are the ones that make an impact on your train of thought. I have a love deep down inside of me for one person only, He knows I love him and He will always carry that with him. A little part of me, tragically and beautifully placed in his hands.
The crazy thing about love is that even when the person hates you or is too far for affection you some how are concerned with their everyday behavior, Have they had breakfast? Have they done all their Homework? What plans have they involved themselves with? you know, simple things like that. I guess this is what your first love feels like. I’m not his first love but that’s okay with me for some reason. I don’t find it any less special, any less significant. Love has it’s way of finding a home in the most unsuspecting people. No love is planned or no love planned actually works out… I did not plan to fall in love. It kinda just happened and I’m really glad it did. I guess that’s just the crazy thing about fucking love.