What is LOVE?
Why does our heart skip a beat when we hear that word? Why does that word moves us emotionally more than anything else? Ever thought of that?
To each their own definition of love. I personally think love is when you don’t want to sleep ’cause reality is better than a dream. Ofcourse there are different kind of love, there is love for a mother; and nothing beats that strong love bond. there is also love for the family and friends. and a love to that special person, the significant other.
We all hear that falling inlove is an amazing feeling as it makes you feel wanted and not alone. & that someone is always behind you; waiting for you to fall to catch you. love is simple but powerful. It’s waking up in the morning knowing someone will always hold you in his/her heart. it’s like having a nice warm blanket wrapped around you, you feel really comfortable, and what’s great is that blanket also gives you a sense of protection. You can truly be yourself around the one you love and you’re not afraid they’ll hate you or think of you differently. Their dream becomes one of your goals to fulfill. Love is giving your heart,soul and commitment to another person and knowing they wont be broken. you feel like you can finally let your guard down. and just realise how beautiful life can be. Real love is all about the little simplest thing; like him telling you he thinks you’re even more beautiful without make-up. or that as baggy and dirty the shirt your wearing is, he still thinks you’re sexy as hell and just want to hold you and never let go.
You’ll know when you’ve fallen truely, madly and deeply because your happiness just comes naturally. and you strive to be a better person, not just for yourself, but for your lover too. As amazing love is, it can hurt you badly. but sometimes the risks are worth taking. you won’t know how it feels to be loved until your heart is broken. then you’ll realise how love actually feels and how heartbreak feels like. And i don’t believe in all that nonesense that when you’re heart is broken, it never mend. absolute crap. I think you can mend it if you’re willing to. if you meet another person, you get a new heart….you get his heart. and your broken heart becomes in his hands to fix…
I Love you.
Ciao for now