If it’s true what they say, you never forget your first love,
then why does it seem as if we have all lost ourselves in what we want to be rather than who we actually are?
As humans we tend to bask in the beauty of others, forgetting that our eyes shine just as bright and sometimes, even brighter.
Our blurred perception of love starts within ourselves, because it is impossible to begin to appreciate the whole of someone else when we can barely define our own worth.
Love has too much of a negative connotation to attach to what we feel, because labeling ourselves beautiful just comes off as arrogance and the last thing we need is another reason to be told we shouldn’t be content with our being.
If it’s true what they say, you never forget your first love, then how come it’s easier to talk about the boy from five years ago that stole my heart with a pristine smile, but I can’t remember the first time I’ve ever felt truly beautiful? How come our first love has to be someone else?
What is stopping you from waking up and smiling in the mirror at your flushed expression, messy hair and soft cheeks? You.
We automatically assume that our first love has to be someone that has captured our heart with good intentions, and that’s all good and well, but why can’t that someone be ourselves first?
You can’t walk before you crawl so why are you trying to love before you have loved? You are fully capable of loving yourself with a swollen heart full of card-worthy affection.
The saying goes “If you love something, let it go” so maybe that’s why we’re all so capable of sacrificing ourselves for the well-being of others.
make your first love yourself