Sometimes love doesn't make sense, sometimes it flutters in and then briefly finds its way out. Sometimes it's never really love at all, but rather a form of lust that we want to pretend is something more. Sometimes, we say we don't want that love, sometimes we pretend we are too busy to fall in love, or that we are too hurt to find it. Sometimes we push it away, but in the end, no matter what we say, love will always find a way in to our lives.
I was 18 when it found me, and from the very first moment that I met him, I knew it was real. There was something inside me that I just knew. There was something that made me realize that I couldn't let this go, nor did I want to. And over the months, we experienced so many firsts together and we grew together, found comfort in each other, helped each other heal and grow and above all, created a lasting friendship as well as a relationship.
And over the years, he is still the one I trust the most. Still the one that will love at me when I look my worst and tell me I'm beautiful. He's the person that I care for more than anything in the world and he's the one that I know will be by my side for many years to come. And with him, I have experienced, with him I have cried, I have laughed and I have fought. And while sometimes we don't agree on anything it seems, our obstacles have only made us stronger and our relationship has only grown through it all. Today more than ever, I see it so clearly. And while I hope to marry him someday, even if I don't, even if we just stay lovers our whole lives, then I will be fulfilled because I trust him with my whole heart and at the end of the day, I only want to be in his arms. HE is the one that will laugh at me and smile with me, he is the one that moves me and comforts me. And through all the adventures in my life, I know he will be beside me experiencing them with me.
Sometimes love changes you, sometimes it makes a different person and sometimes it moves you from one point in your life to another. Love stories come in all shapes and sizes, but the ones that truly mean the most are ones that have the bumps and bruises,the good and the bad and the ones that truly change people and that show that love is real, that it's here, and that it's meant to be.
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