“Growing up I always thought true love was red roses, dates on Saturday nights, little block box that held expensive things, and always knowing what to say. I thought true love was a kiss in the rain, deep explanations, and the perfect story.
But now that I’m older I’ve realized it’s not like that at all.
See because true love for me is ugly snapchats, and peeing while you’re on the phone. True love is kissing at 6 AM despite the morning breath and singing at the top of your lungs. It’s saying all the wrong things, at all the wrong moments.
It’s sarcasm and being honest even when it hurts.
It’s late hours of the night when it’s been a long day and it’s no make up and bad hair. It’s tears from laughter, it’s tears from sadness and it’s nothing like any storybook you’ve ever read. It’s never running out of things to talk about, and it’s being comfortable in the silence of things.
True love is watching The Titanic though you swore you never would. It’s getting mad over stupid things. It’s “you’re an idiot,” and “you’re a little shit” and knowing you’re so lucky to hear those every day. It’s spilling your feelings at 4 AM when you should be asleep. It’s that song you hear on the radio that always makes you smile.
It’s the worst story you could imagine, but thank God it worked out anyways.
True love is never losing the magic.
True love is not leaving when things get hard.
It’s late hours of the night when it’s been a long day and it’s no make up and bad hair. It’s tears from laughter, it’s tears from sadness and it’s nothing like any storybook you’ve ever read. It’s never running out of things to talk about, and it’s being comfortable in the silence of things.
True love is watching The Titanic though you swore you never would. It’s getting mad over stupid things. It’s “you’re an idiot,” and “you’re a little shit” and knowing you’re so lucky to hear those every day. It’s spilling your feelings at 4 AM when you should be asleep. It’s that song you hear on the radio that always makes you smile.
It’s the worst story you could imagine, but thank God it worked out anyways.
True love is never losing the magic.
True love is not leaving when things get hard.
I like my definition better anyways.”
It's been awhile since I came here, but I saw this somewhere and decided I needed to put this down here. It's just a feeling I guess.
The thing about it is in the midst of reading, it wasn't just romantic love that came to mind. It's the love I have with my few best girl friends, my sisters and sometimes a few of my close guy friends too.
Love isn't always romantic.
Perhaps we are conditioned to think that it is or it has to be, but sometimes Love can simply be for another human. The relationship that you're thankful to have - it's an amazing thing to be able to have someone/people like that in your life.
The me right now is lucky enough to say that I have that, even while being single, I know what True Love feels like (if this is what it's suppose to be like). My kind of True Love comes in the family and friends that have stood by me, the people I wouldn't trade for the world <3
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