It’s like..
You don’t think you could love this person any more or any less, and then it happens. You feel invincible in the most profound way and any lover before them becomes obselete. You start to see a change in yourself. Your selfish needs have been demolished and all you want to do is give them more and more of you. You start to believe that you may be insane, wanting to do nothing less than please them in every way. You start making silent sacrifices, just so that you could spend moments with them that are the most precious.
It’s like..
Even the mere thought of them being with someone else turns your heart inside out and that there becomes your motivation for giving them your all and sprinting out of your comfort zone just to make them feel like number one and that no one else could make them more happier than you. You never want to fail them, never. You’re ready to give your whole life at such a young age. And everyone judges silently because of their bitter experiences and failed attempts at trying to feel something that’s not there.
And it’s like..
Everyone’s staring but you never really noticed because the only thing you see is that one person. And every bitter experience and failed attempt at trying to feel something that wasn’t there all paid off because you found each other. And all you know is what makes you feel, what gives you the most high and the most love and the most happiness you’ll probably never even sought to imagine.
It’s like..
You just want to be there by their side to witness their greatest and most proudest accomplishments just to say, “I never gave up on you even when everyone else did.” They make you the proudest. And even when they fail, you look at them and in your eyes, they have prevailed anyways.
It’s like..
If you had no belief in God, you do now. And you found God in them. You worship their very existance and rejoice to the Almighty because he has created such a miraculous person. Even science couldn’t create anything more beautiful and full of life.
It’s like..
Every argument that you ever had with them is forgotten because you both of you just want to see each other happy. And there are more things in life than to be stuck in the past.
And it’s like..
Regardless of people’s beliefs, when all else fails, you will be there for them and they will be there for you. And you love them to the very core of your soul.
>>He is the first person to ever bring me flowers, and just for the heck of it. I probably didn’t show it, but I reaaaaally appreciated them and it meant more than a lot to me. Well… the flowers eventually died, so I put some of the petals and leaves that survived and imprinted them in my journal like I learned how to do in kindergarten, so I’d always have something to remember the first time a guy has ever brought me flowers. It’s dorky, I know. But that’s just me.
>>I am thankful for the man who has my heart and gave me his in return. I am thankful for the God that gave me such a blessing, I am so proud.
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I feel proud when my friends and family tell other friends and family how good the relationship that my boyfriend and I have is. They say “They are the example of what a relationship should be” or “That’s real love right there, there is no doubting it.” I would always daydream in class in high school about having a real love (lame, I know). And of course, once I stopped looking and just being happy, there it was right in front of me; the whole time. We do argue, don’t get me wrong, but at the end of the day we just want to be with each other and no one else.
>>Today might have been one of the most scariest days I’ve experienced in a long time. I was so scared and I couldn’t stop crying .. I had to make a few phone calls but my first one was to him. I didn’t know what to do and everything was just chaotic, but hearing his voice made me feel a little better. He made me feel safe, even though he wasn’t there in body. The phone call may have lasted maybe two minutes, but that’s all it took.
I’ve never called anyone when things like this happened. The police, maybe. But never a friend or anything. But I did, and all he had to say was a few words and I just felt a rush of emotion, the good kind though. Talking to him made me feel like everything would be okay. That’s love.
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