Sometimes I wonder, does true love really have a full blown definition? I mean, in my mind it’s something you feel, not just something that you can look up in a dictionary and feel obligated to feel that way.
Love is kind of like a freedom, you are destined to love another human being. It doesn’t really make any sense, but honestly.. is it even supposed to? I don’t believe so. I believe that love is feeling every single emotion that there is to feel because of that other person that you love. You’re supposed to feel alive, and empty when you are away from one another.
You’re supposed to feel everything there is to feel, especially feeling as if you are in a dream.
I’ve been with my boyfriend for 19 months, going on 11 now, and it still feels like a dream.. but, I don’t need to rush it. It will feel more than real when it is supposed to. <3