When you love, I think it’s better to love with your whole heart than to be safe and reserved. I know it might set you up for getting your heart broken which is no fun, but even if that does happen, at least you know that you gave it your all. If it didn’t work out, it wasn’t your fault because you were brave enough to say, “hey, I love the absolute shit out of you, I hope that’s enough”.
I find myself getting jealous. Like I want to say, “go have an adventure, go see the world!” But then in the back of my mind, I’m like “only with me though.” And I know that’s selfish, but it’s how I feel.
Sometimes I want to start an argument with you. And it’s because you love me so much, and I’m such a piece of shit to you, I figured that maybe if I made you hate me you wouldn’t worry about me anymore and you’d be able to truly be happy, because all I seem to do is hurt you.
And when I fell in love for the first time, I finally understood what all the happy relationship and love quotes meant. I finally understood what people meant when they said love is an incredible feeling.
When I got my heart broken, I finally understood what all the break up songs meant. I understood what people meant when they said “I still love them even though they hurt me” I learned that moving on is a process. I understood how crazy one person could make you.